Gluten-free ginger biscotti with my organic vanilla latte.
Cuddles with Sid.
Random colorways in merino seacell fiber. Spins like butter. Yeah, I know. This shameless shop plug. New fiber @ urbangypz.com.
Gluten-free ginger biscotti with my organic vanilla latte.
Cuddles with Sid.
Random colorways in merino seacell fiber. Spins like butter. Yeah, I know. This shameless shop plug. New fiber @ urbangypz.com.

I knew they were coming back. The water works had painted cryptic codes on my street the other week. I am thinking they are about to tear into some concrete. My water bill was suspiciously high this month. It could have a leak in the house, but more than likely the neighborhood is getting stuck with their leaks. I have heard stories. City of Asheville Water Works comes to you street, expect to pay for it regardless. So when the construction dude blocked my driveway with his big truck, I chewed him out. And sweet jezuz, please let there be water when I get home. I have a some dying to do TODAY!! Could they not have waited until next week when we were at the beach? GRRRRRR

True to form, mother nature has decided to threaten my trip to Folly Beach with a potential hurricane. At this point NOAA is not even calling it a tropical storm. Not even a tropical depression. It is just not organized enough. But if the storm indeed decides to get with the program, I am somewhat confident it will sling into the Gulf of Mexico and threaten my folks trip to Destin, since hurricane magnet seems to be my Dad’s gig.
Leaving in 4days…oh the yarn I will be packing…

Okay I know it is just wrong to want to knit wool outdoors when it is 80?+ outside. I was really hoping other hard core knitters would be planning ahead; thinking of all the yummy handknit sweaters they could be wearing come first cold snap. I mean I picked up my knitting last June and have been on quite the roll. Okay I admit most of that was done waiting in countless doctors’ offices, while I get all my annual checkups, plus 4 trips to urgent care for the mystery rash from hell.

But, a lot of knitting was done in lieu of computer work at the coffee shops.
There are quite a few indie street markets that have sprouted up in Asheville over the last year. I was invited to vend in Pritchard Park, Downtown. At the time I was in the middle of wedding plans and deadline hell at the old Day Job. And prepping for LEAF was all that I could handle at the time. Despite the promise to myself not to any fairs this year as I build the business, I decided that maybe a smaller set up and an easy venue would be okay. This market is TINY and mostly set up to bring local handcrafts to tourists.

Besides nothing like a vending deadline to make me beef up my inventory. I dyed 88 skeins of yummy South American Merino Worsted. This stuff is so soft, I want to just stash every single skein just to roll in it. I dyed them in bright eclectic colors that remind me of tie dyed shirts. I brought a couple dozen to Purl’s downtown along with some of the same stuff in a lace weight.
I have plenty more ready to hit the shop next week.

And I even had enough to stash for my latest WIP.