Studio Notes

I just made up my mind. I am going to Stitches East in Baltimore tomorrow, just to buy some fiber to spin. Spur of the moment decision, for sure, and I am so glad for that.

A long time ago, before all the bad stuff happened in my life, I used to do things like this.  I’d wake up in the morning and decide to go somewhere, just because it sounded like fun.  No plans.  No worries. No doubts.

There was the time I drove to Alexandria to buy a pen, found none in stock, and flew to Boston where I knew I could get one. Yes, from Virginia to Massachusetts and back, all for a pen.

So, I am taking a verrrrrry early train to Baltimore. I have the whole day to poke around, and hopefully will find some roving (quite likely) and locks (less likely). A lightweight drop spindle would be nice, too. I love my new Golding spindle, but at 1.9 ounces, it’s just a bit heavy.

I don’t need any yarn.  Really.  Stash makes me nervous, and even too much project-specific yarn makes anticipation turn into obligation.

Baltimore holds a special place in my heart. Twice, it was destined to be my home, and twice, circumstances sent me in completely different directions.  I don’t regret that I didn’t marry that charismatic and intense law student. Sometimes I do regret that I didn’t end up a shopkeeper in the Inner Harbor, but it wasn’t meant to be.

I’m so excited. I can’t stop grinning.

This entry was posted on Friday, November 7th, 2008 at 2:34 pm and is filed under fiber arts.