I tend to refrain from shopping for yarn on Sunday, preferring instead to clean the house laze about, go out for coffee, knit, etc. It is, after all, meant to be a day of rest (I am a subscriber of the “take what you like and leave the rest” school of religion, obviously).
Which meant, of course, that I had to go trolling for yarn yesterday!
Yes, yes – I was unfaithful to the Handmaiden yet again! I should be hanging my head in shame, not gloating about it over the Internet, I suppose.
But in my defence, I had the car yesterday and was in the mood to explore. So I headed up to a shop I had heard about some time back called The Enchanted Needle.
This shop is located in a city called Woodbridge, just north of Toronto:
Woodbridge used to look like this, apparently:
Now it looks more like this:
And it’s full of these:
Argh. Let me tell you that the Enchanted Needle was the only beacon of light in what otherwise seems to be Strip Mall Hell. It is a great shop, primarily focusing on needlepoints and tapestries. I saw some kits for pieces like this:
I had to avert my eyes, because the last thing I need is another expensive and time-consuming hobby. So, instead, I headed upstairs to the smaller space where they sell knitting yarns.
It is there that I found the Misti Alpaca Handpaints depicted above there. Blue, turquoise and lime green – what’s not to like?! I won’t tell you how many skeins I got there. Suffice it to say that if I were to tie all the skeins together, affix one end to the doorknob in my apartment building and venture out on foot in Toronto, there are few places I couldn’t find my way back from.
For good measure, I threw these in:
2.25 mm knitting needles! If you had told me I’d be buying such a skinny pair of needles a year ago, I would tell you that you had taken leave of your senses. Instead, the senseless one is I.
I guess having new kilometres of yarn in the stash wasn’t enough, as I promptly arrived home and ordered the following from Blue Moon Fiber Arts: Blue Moonstone…
…and Star Sapphire.
Why did I have to take up lace knitting! It requires kilometres of yarn and every project takes a long time to finish. This ensures that the stash will grow to brobdignanian proportions.
On that note, I think it’s time to go off and re-organize the stash.
But not before I explain the photo at the top. That is a photo of Melina Mercouri, who was a famous Greek actress and singer:
The film she is probably known most for here in North America is Never On Sunday…
… where she played a hooker with a heart of gold who organized all the other hookers in Athens to stand up to the big bad bossman pimp, and led them in a strike!
A woman after my own pinko heart, clearly. She later became a Minister of Parliament and they’ve even made stamps with her on it!
The whole country mourned when she died some time back.
Vale Melina. I want to be you when I grow up.
5 thoughts on “Never on Sunday…”
See, that’s what unions are for, to help those that are being exploited and mistreated. Not to call a strike because manangement won’t give them eleven weeks of paid vacation
I love all of the blues, especially the Blue Moonstone.
Makes me almost orgasmic……..*L*
I just love words………like “ennui” and “hegemony”
oooooo…. blue moonstone, how I covet thee! I’m asking for a gift certificate from Blue Moon for Mother’s day!
You know, I thought it was Catherine Deneuve in that first photo… Melina was one cool gal.
Lovely photos and great yarns: I agree with others about that dreamy Moonstone shade – yum. My Pi shawl was in an opal shade – similar, but not quite as swoony as the BM Fiber Arts’.
S; we should have a contest here on who can come up with the best unpronounceable words. My first entry: lilliputlian.
Tracy: your hubby had better cough up. Tell him that if he doesn’t I will be down from Toronto posthaste to kick @$$. 🙂
Clarabelle, I can only hope that whatever I make with that yarn comes close to your Orkney Pi! (check it out here, folks: http://clarastitchandtotalbitch.blogspot.com/2008/05/from-sublime-to-rasta-hat.html).