What’s wrong with this picture?This is Ellen’s stash. It is about the size of mine and I’ve been knitting for 40 years more or less. She developed good taste in yarn rather quickly.
I wanted to take the s-i-l’s sight seeing despite the grey British Columbian day. So, off to Fort Langley we went (the birthplace of BC) via the Albion Car Ferry. Ft. Langley, by the way, has a yarn shop. We waited 40 minutes in the line up for a seven minute ferry ride. Enough time to knit a fair bit on the Colinette Mercury scarf. Enough time to annoy the husband who would rather be in constant motion driving on the highway than sitting a ferry line up. Enough time for me to feel a bit "sea sick." I have very sensitive inner ears I guess.
No sooner had we parked the car when Ellen asked how far the yarn shop was. I’ve created a monster. Boy it’s fun being friends with a monster with a common interest. By the size of the sale the knitting shop lady couldn’t believe Ellen had only been knitting for twelve hours. All I can say is that it’s a good thing for our bankbooks that we don’t liver closer than 1700 miles. In case you’re wondering, I didn’t buy a thing.

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