Making shawls from a shanda

The Yiddish term for shame is "shanda," as in "Oh, that's such a shanda!" A perfect phrase to apply to the closing of a yarn shop.

Yesterday, Mom and I trucked over to Posh for the first day of Sylvia's sale. Many regulars were there, moping but enjoying each other's company--and buying yarn (see above). Sylvia made Posh a welcoming, stylish place. I'll never forget one cold afternoon when Sylvia thrust fresh, hot brioche into my fist, steaming and slathered with Nutella. No doubt I left with a bag of yarn and a butter coma.

To be able to knit in community surrounded by beautiful yarn is a blessing and our neighborhood could use a yarn shop. But having written about retailing for many years, I've come to appreciate the struggles small business owners encounter, especially that sense of entrapment, of always having to be there and be on.

Posh has fostered friendships, enhanced stashes and inspired many projects. I've got a bag of new yarn bursting to become a warm birthday shawl and a Nake-id surprise. And lovely memories.

Sylvia, via con dios, Baby! Here's to your freedom, good health and new fiberlicious adventures!

Comments (3) -

July 31. 2009 09:52


aww made me tear up! XO,syl

sylvia |

July 31. 2009 15:50

Deborah Robson

SERIOUS bummer about Posh. It's not my neighborhood yarn store (it's more than an hour away), but I enjoyed visiting it (and finding some sock yarn there) when I was in *your* neighborhood.

Deborah Robson |

August 1. 2009 07:10


A neighborhood yarn shop sounds like a great asset.  Never been to Posh, but I feel your pain.  You are so right about small business and its precarious nature.

After IBM wanted me to do something different with my career, I found being laid off was an adventure that included being involved with a great little coffeehouse in downtown Longmont called August Morning.

Initially I came by after traffic duty at our school.  Found a pleasant friendly environment and dedicated, fun owners.  Looking for work I bartered web design service for free coffee.  And then got hired as a barista.

Might be the best time in my career!  Neat historic building.  Great coworkers, customers.  But the entrapment for the owners was very real.  And the success they had was taken by the cutthroat competition in the coffee world.

Your post brought back fond memories of my own experience with a great neighborhood shop.  Thanks!  

John |

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