Today I'm blogging from the road. Yesterday I made my escape to Freeport after a chaotic couple of days in which I threw a birthday celebration, dyed last minute skeins, labeled yarn and thoroughly trashed the house. I abandoned the homestead without even attempting to tidy and instead left the kids with instructions to clean the kitchen and wash a load of towels before my sister-in-law arrives this weekend. They'll get extra points for vacuuming.
To say that yesterday was windy would have been an understatement. For the whole trip I had both hands on the wheel in a white-knuckle grip. The random, intense gusts were waiting to catch me off guard and toss me into the next lane. I felt like I was trying to keep a bucking bronco on course.
When I arrived, the hotel lobby was already packed with knitters and spinners. It was like stepping into another world. I touched base with a couple of friends and then had some time to unwind.
And do some sorting. I don't usually roll into an event the day before, so it's been nice to catch my breath. In my rush to get on the road I didn't allow myself enough time to thoroughly contemplate my travel knitting. I left the house with a sock in progress. That's it. I had a moment of panic as I closed the suitcase and thought of grabbing more yarn - any yarn. I know I won't have much time for knitting, but it's fun to pretend. Today the real work begins . . . booth set-up.
My color inspiration this week comes from Slater Mill where there's a machine on display with gears, bobbins and thread guides. It takes several strands of thread and weaves them all together into a cord. Kind of like an I-cord with many colors.
A rainbow of colors.