Is this heaven? No, it's Arvada: Fibery thoughts on a February weekend

1. Saturday was gobbled up by a seminar I organized for a local writing organization—an organization, which over the years has garnered me many friends with whom to complain rhapsodize about the writing life. The speakers were so good, I didn’t once regret that I didn’t bring my knitting.

2. Was so completely hammered after the event, all I could do was curl up in fetal position on the sofa and paw through the new Patterworks catalog, where I discovered these wonderful new patterns from Classic Elite. Clearly I’ve been living under a rock. Since when did Classic Elite go from offering patterns vaguely mired in the ‘80s (though, I’m one to talk) to being this modern, clean design house?

Fell completely in love with this:

Lounge jacket

From Classic Elite Summer, Book 1

3. Running errands on Sunday, Mitch and I ventured into Historic Olde Town Arvada. We didn’t make it past the Rose Weaving Gallery and Studio and Knit Nack, catty corner from each other on Grandview Avenue. Local goils, if you happen to be in the hood and visit the weaving studio, Harriet and Pamela are marketing their own line of dyed yarns under their euphonyous last names, Rose Bliss. Some of it is thin for knitting yarn, but the colors—Wow!

At Knit Nack we ran into Marly and Nicole, and a number of the other irrepressible Arvada knitters. I am eternally grateful. They entertained Mitch with their charm and banter while I was able to scope out the shop. It’s a beaut, chandaliers, custom-built cabinetry, a Black Water Abbey trunk show, espresso bar.

With these two shops in such close proximity (and a bead shop nearby), Arvada is a ye olde crafty mecca.

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February 4. 2008 08:35


We are a crafty little town, aren't we?  It was nice to meet you!  And I totally agree about the Classic Elite thing.

Nicole |

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