A Friday in New York

Unfortunately, earlier in the day I broke one of the circular needles from my Handsome Devils Socks and I wanted to knit on the bus going home, so the rest of the day was spent finding a replacement. I had never visited Seaport Yarns before and was very pleasantly surprised. Their yarn selection was outstanding. They had everything. I know because the nice owner gave me a personal tour of the entire store. Although they didn’t have the exact needle I needed they had a serviceable replacement. The owner suggested I stop at the World Financial Center to see the marine-like crocheted and knitted forms on display there and I did. I think it was called Under the Sea or something like that. I had never seen anything like it before.

By Saturday I couldn’t move because I had done so much walking the day before, but I was determined to KIP for Knit in Public Day so my husband drove me to Montclair, New Jersey for a little sidewalk knitting outside Modern Yarn. It was hot and humid but I still had a wonderful time. The hardest part was resisting all the great bargains on the sales table in front of the store. My stash is overflowing the room where I keep it so, even though it was hard, I walked away.
