Monday Morning Mirth
QUESTION: What happens when you spend an afternoon surrounded by the most luscious fiber imaginable?
ANSWER: You start hallucinating hand-painted yarn EVERYWHERE – even in the nighttime sky (this is actually a sunset as seen reflected in the Fold’s front windows)…
Just ask Theresa or Julie – they were witness to my madness…
We were in Marengo at a place called the Fold, and I SWEAR! if you don’t lose your mind to the fleece and fiber here, your heart might surely be spun of straw.
That’s beautiful. But, hell, I’m just jealous you were at the Fold.
Sounds like the below when one goes to a museum except I think, knitters get sudden and fast heart palpitations all the time when seeing gorgeous fibers. I’m going to order some STR soon – hope the heart holds out…
(Stendhal’s syndrome (sten.DAWLZ sin.drum, -drohm) n. Dizziness, panic, paranoia, or madness caused by viewing certain artistic or historical artifacts or by trying to see too many such artifacts in too short a time. Also: Stendhal syndrome)
Jealous doesn’t even begin to cut it. I talked with Toni just the other day. Now that I have my wheel (from Toni, just saying) it would have been heaven on earth – even without the STR. (By the way, if you’re looking for her stock, I think it’s in my living room. :0 )
your photo is gorgeous. sounds like you had a lovely time! isn’t the fold just great?
OMG! There was NO STR wool-style in stock. Wiped-out! The lovely Toni wasn’t there either, so darn it, I guess I’m going to have to go back for a return visit! Poor ME!
What a great picture that turned out to be. Glad you enjoyed your trip. I’m sure it won’t be the last time we head out there!
Wow…what lovely yarn that would make….
Hey! The picture turned out really good — even through the car window :) We’ll have to make another trip to get the STR. It must be done! (Now that I couldn’t get it, I want it even more. Supply and demand — it really is true. And I thought those economists were bluffing.)
I see Carbon Dating in your future! Let me know if you want to see it (and the other colorways I have) in person.
On Saturday night I was trying to tune into some local radio to find out any news of our widespread power outtage. Instead the strongest signal was coming from Chicago. I started rationalizing that if the signal can be so strong, it must be a sign that I can travel there easily to buy yarn. And The Fold, I thought to myself, is not so very far from there. I think I’ll wait until the STR is back on the shelves to gas up my car, though.
I’m envious. I wanna go, too – pout, pout. :o)
I had a design prof. who called such excitement “visual orgasm”. lol
What’d you get? Any pretty spindles? Lots & lots of yarn? I can hardly wait to see!
The first thing that came to my mind when the photo loaded was a photoshopped image of handpainted yarn and trees. Does that mean my stash is too large and causing *me* to hallucinate as well??? ;-)
Hahaha, I’ve been in Cara’s living room and I’ve seen the STR she hoards, um, I mean houses there… I think she’s received shipments since then, too. “Just sayin’,” as she likes to say…
; ) Sounds like a good time was defintely had by all, anyway.
Sorry I missed you guys!! PLEASE come back when STR returns to The Fold — should start arriving later this week. Can’t wait, myself, too weird living with that utterly empty & forlorn-looking rack without yarn. I’ll post a note when the boxes arrive. ;)
Toni
Isn’t the Fold a wonderful place? Toni is a great teacher/cheerleader; she is both reassuring and inspiring. And there are baby lambs in the spring!
It was so nice to meet you at the Great Wind-up Party of ’05. I was the one next to you for a while, working on the teal ribbed sweater. I always enjoy your blog, thanks for sharing!
How absolutely gorgeous. I’d love to see the world through your eyes all the time.