I was up at 11:59 last night, typing on my laptop, ready to welcome in the new month. Making resolutions. Thinking philosophical thoughts. In only one month and... well, one month and about three weeks, I'll be going to my first ever college class. At Bob Jones. In Greenville. A place with many things I am currently without - trees. Flowers. Hills. Bodies of water. Mountains. A local yarn shop.
A few weeks ago, I was browsing Ravelry, specifically, lists of local yarn shops. That's when the wheels began rolling. Of course, there's no LYS - not even a Wal-Mart - in the dinky desert town where I live. We're lucky to have a supermarket. But, Greenville - Greenville harbors new options. Endless possibilities. So, I think: Let's Google "Greenville Yarn Shops"! It is a spark of genius. I run hastily to the nearest search engine, where I type in (with superhuman speed) the desired destination. And there it pops up. The Needle Tree. An actual yarn shop, with actual yarn. Nice yarn. Angora. Alpaca. Merino. Silk. Now, I have more than just landscaping and design classes to look forward to. I have fiber.
Relaunched Roman Sock
1 year ago