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Taos or Bust

Somewhere, somehow, I convinced my entire family that yarn related activities are fun. Well, they are fun for me, but most 14 year old boys don’t think so. Since work started in earnest for my husband here in New Mexico, there hasn’t been a whole lot of time for us to spend together as a family. Opening a new restaurant isn’t 9-5 work. So when I realized he would be off for one day of The Wool Festival at Taos, I jumped at the opportunity for a quick overnight getaway – no laptops, no Playstation, almost no cell reception, and a killer deal on an off-season ski resort loft. The family was an easy sell, and in the words of little Jack, “we havin’ a sleepover!!” It was just what we needed.

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Even if I haven’t fallen in love with Albuquerque yet, I am completely smitten with Taos. The drive was beautiful. There is a dramatic change in landscape between Albuquerque and Taos. Mark said “it’s like a Southwest Outer Banks.” High praise, as the Outer Banks of North Carolina is one of our family’s favorite places on Earth. Our hotel was a haul from town; it was right at the base of the ski slopes in Taos Ski Valley. Nobody noticed the extra drive with the amazing scenery. The wildlife was out – we saw a goat moseying across the road, deer, a skunk, a chupacabra… Okay, it wasn’t a chupacabra, but we couldn’t tell what it was! That was our best guess.

The wool festival on Sunday was a treat. The weather was perfect, sunny and a little cool. Zoe did some hands on weaving and is hooked. She was a natural and picked up the process quickly.  Guess we’ll be fixing up that loom I acquired a few months ago. I see a mass stash reduction in my future. And maybe some placemats.

taos wool fest 3The yarns and fibers were beautiful. There was some overlap from the Estes Park Sheep and Wool Festival, which we had gone to in June, but plenty I had not seen before. There weren’t a lot of animals, it really was about the fiber, but I still managed to track down a friendly alpaca or two. Ultimately I came home with a couple of lovely skeins of cormo wool from Elsawool in pale gray and white. I also brought back a skein of MJ Yarns Simple Sock super wash corriedale and nylon in the Midnight Orchid colorway. The color is just amazing, and it’s hand dyed in Lafayette, Colorado for a little taste of home.

We had such a good time, we were all a little sad to come home. If we could change one thing, we would have stayed longer. Much longer!! 

Tough Love

Last night, my husband had enough of me and he kicked me out of the house. He insisted I leave immediately. “Just go. Now!… or you’ll miss the knitting group!”

I’m still working on the projects that were on my needles when we moved two months ago. I finished one, a sparkly teal cowl/capelet, but accidentally left it in Denver when I went back to visit on Labor Day. Probably my subconscious planning another trip back. Regardless,  that doesn’t count until it’s blocked. I’ve been having a terrible time finding my motivation to start or finish anything else. It occurred to me that knitting has become very much a social activity for me, so I searched for local knitting groups and found one that meets on Thursday nights.

It was fantastic getting out, and meeting some of my people. Everybody was so warm and welcoming, and I was just one of three newcomers. I’m starting to feel a bit more motivated and energized. I even busted out the shawl I’ve been working on since April again this morning. The pattern is Imagine When and the yarn is impossibly soft and squishy Anzula Cloud in Petunia. I can’t for the life of me figure out why I ever put it down! I’m ever so grateful to have been forcibly kicked out of my house and looking forward to keeping up the momentum with a family field trip to the Taos Wool Festival this weekend.

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My Missing Mojo

Every once in a while I get in a funk. A slump. I lose my motivation. These moods usually pass pretty quickly. But right now, the condition is critical. I’ve lost my mojo!

Part of the problem is the move, I’m sure. I’m missing my Monday night knitting group terribly. They were always good for ending a slump, just by being there and giving me an excuse to get out and work on something. Then there’s the pinched nerve in my elbow. I wrenched my arm moving and that is affecting my wrist and hand. It’s getting problematic; I should see someone about that. And the weather. The glorious weather!! A good rain storm would fix me, I think, but it’s just too warm and sunny. Curse you, beautiful weather!

Whatever the cause, I need to fix this. So I suckered the hubby into taking me yarn shopping last weekend, something he’s always a good sport about. “Oh, there’s a yarn shop here? I had no idea!! Do you mind…?” (Don’t judge. He secretly enjoys it!)

fannies fingeringAt our first stop, The Lavender Lamb in Corrales, I found a beautiful skein of Farmhouse Yarns Fannie’s Fingering Weight in the Fall Foliage colorway. I had no idea what I would do with it, but I fell in love and it had to come home with me. While attempting, and failing miserably, to organize my craft room yesterday I came across a copy of the Fenmore pattern I had printed off for a different skein, but never made. I think the garter pattern will play nicely with the crazy variegation, and the fall leaves would be a nice touch.

willow tweedLater we stopped in to visit the Fiber Chicks in Old Town Albuquerque. There I found two pink skeins of Louisa Harding Willow Tweed, to pair with the two bluish-gray skeins Mark had picked up for me on one of his pre-move work trips here. (Yes, the Hubster buys me yarn. Yes, I know he’s a keeper.) Stripes or chevrons would be nice. I was thinking a long cowl or infinity scarf, but maybe a heavier weight Glacier Point is the direction I want to go in. Which, of course, also means I get to buy more yarn!! Maybe a light gray?

I think my mojo might be hiding with the ball winder.

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