About half way through Saturday I came to a realization: Toronto is the place to be if you're a knitter. I don't think I could ever leave. I forget that not everyone has such a great community of knitters and knitterly things going on (all the time). I am very thankful. So much so that I couldn't take anything but a silly picture of Jacquie and myself.
So what brought this on? Well...
New yarn, lots of knitters, rocky road bars and coffee--what's not to like?
Saturday morning I was at Lettuce Knit by 10am to be a helper for the 1000 Knitters shoot.
I got my photo done, and then served as "Prize Mistress" for most of the day which involved giving away fabulous prizes from Yarn Harlot and Franklin all day. Here's co-Prize Mistress Kim getting her photo done with Franklin (who is delightfully charming).
It was a very fun day and I met a whole bunch of new to me knitters and ate a lot of baked goods brought over to celebrate Stephanie's 40th birthday. I also got to spend a whole lot of fun time with Juno, which I only do a few times a year. I was super silly and didn't get a photo of her though. I'll try to remember at Rhinebeck.
That evening I spent more quality time super-fantastic knitters on a perfect summer night, on a patio with yummy beer.
Franklin was there and many other knitters/friends (that's Denny and Ken--go see what Ken is doing, it's good and important and he's awesome) and it was totally fun. We didn't get home until 2am.
I spent lots of time talking with Rams (professional commentor and sock yarn spinner extraordinaire) about yarn and politics, lauded Rachel H. for her absolutely fantastic event organizer skills (she and Steph ensured the 1000 Knitters shoot went perfectly; they were awesome!), watched Denny spindle (is that a verb?), was Malabrigo lace buddies with Molly and worked hard to placate a not-so-happy Fenner while Mamma was detained (see how happy she is back with Mom?).
Craig got nicely lubricated and we (thanks Denny!) broke the news that I ordered a loom and all was good (he wasn't so enthusiastic about my new fibre obsession; but all the knitters who found him "fun" greased the wheels a bit-- I think!) He may even started to understand the world of knitters a bit more (okay, that might be too optimistic).
Weirdly, I was in two yarn shops and didn't buy any yarn. I need to get that looked at.
Toronto. Knitters. It's all good.