Rain or no rain, I drove to Fillory Yarn today. The owner’s had medical issues and the place is up for sale. I wasn’t sure it would still be there past the first of the year and I had to at least show up before they go.
K had a big order needing winding on her hands and offered to do mine for later pickup. I had her simply ring me up, thanks.
I told her about how I don’t wear nor generally knit yellow and yet I’d bought some from them and how that and Malabrigo Rios in Teal Feather had turned into matching Ukrainian flag hats for the Ukrainian Consul General in San Francisco and his American counterpart; I thanked her and the store for being part of that. I’d had no idea when I’d bought it. It had just seemed somehow the right thing to do at the time.
That was very meaningful to her to hear. They’d been able to play a part in offering that support, which Ukraine needs in every way possible.
There was no one sitting visiting at the big table and I reminisced a moment over the group that used to fill it Friday afternoons.
There’s a group on Thursdays, she quickly answered, ticking off names of people I’d want to see, and I do.
Meaning, next Thursday. Yes! And how about the next. And the next? Let’s see how far out we can take that. Anyone want to buy a popular yarn store in San Jose?