Random Wooly Thoughts

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From Sock Summit International World Headquarters. Er, that's a pub, but you can see we've settled in nicely. That's our booth because it has outlets for the laptops. Tomorrow we're going to fill it full of yarn too. See...

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I'm packing. I knew I had to go to Portland, but thought it could wait until Monday to give me a few more days at home, but it couldn't. In my heart I knew that too, so when I...

http://www.yarnharlot.ca/blog/archives/2009/07/07/beautiful_british_columbia.html

A random list of things I have seen (besides Kelowna - which I already told you about) in the last 5 days. Many, many osprey nests lining the road after the Needles ferry - from Fauquier to Nakusp. Apparently...

I loved this paragraph from her obituary this week, about her first job at Vogue magazine in 1934

She got the job none the less, on the strength of her claim (untrue) to be an experienced knitter. An early assignment was to unravel and remake a baby's knitted jumper sent in by an irate reader; the jumper had been made without a hole for the head because of an error in the Vogue knitting pattern. Soon she was unravelling and reknitting all manner of misfits. Later she became beauty editor.

http://www.yarnharlot.ca/blog/archives/2009/07/02/kelowna_ogopogo_and_not_the_blanket.html

Early yesterday morning Joe and I left the girls and came far across the country west, to Kelowna. Our friends Albert and Robina live here, in a beautiful house that overlooks the Okanagan lake, and we've had the loveliest...

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It has become traditional for me to write a little something about the country that I love so much on it's birthday each year, and that birthday is today. Sadly (or happily depending on who you are) I'm busy...

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Tomorrow morning, the mister and I are getting on a plane and flying westward across Canada into the Rocky Mountains for the wedding of one of Joe's best friends. I'm pretty unreasonably excited for a couple of reasons. 1....