Another guest blogger entry – this time from my sister-in-law. I figure if Bryant is the Son of a Stitch then Ellen is the Stitcher-In Law:
This week I’ve been feeling a little sorry for myself. After a “balmy” 56-degree day on Sunday, my corner of Minnesota has settled into a week of freezing drizzle, wind, snow, and cold temperatures. Add to that all my traveling friends: Peg is leaving for a Caribbean cruise on Saturday, Faye is in Cozumel, Beth just returned from Cancun, (and of course there’s Li going to tropical Alberta), and I’m here.
This afternoon, however, I found a little respite, a little bit of sunshine, close by in Rochester. My husband came home from work on Tuesday, saying he’d found a yarn shop across from St. Mary’s Hospital and that maybe I’d like it. Being spoiled by the shops I frequented while visiting in Vancouver, I critically thought to myself, “Right. A yarn shop in Rochester.” Today I was delighted to put my cynicism aside and enjoy the warmth of the mother/daughter owners, helpers, knitters, a good cup of coffee, and shelves of quality yarn. I also indulged myself by leaving with a rather large bag filled with fun yarn. I think I’ve found a new motto for myself: If you can’t join them, knit.

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