We left my sister-in-law Georg and Wash-
ington this morning right after breakfast. Ian was agreeable to a detour to Woodland Woolworks and I was thrilled. I have bought from them as long as I have I have been a buyer, but I can tell you that you have to want to get here because it's just about no where and at the end of the road around a corner and at a dead-end. And after that you have to figure out how to get someplace.
Michelle and I had talked about hooking up at Oregon Flock and Fiber but I opted out, not wanting to lose a day with Georg. Michelle gave me her cell and told me give her call - she'd try to meet me here. She and I have been blog buddies and email friends for a couple of years and I really hoped something would click but Ian and I were on a short timeline.
We went in, looked around, got an orientation by one of the staff and I realized I was over my head and totally starving. Our breakfast had been light and I suddenly realized that it was past lunch and I couldn't make a reliable decision.
rooms were full of everything that I wanted, and I wanted it all. We needed to eat. I needed to eat. It being Monday in a small town, the staff directed us to the one and only place open for lunch - The Filling Station. It's an old gas station, now restaurant. We filled up.
We weren't back long from lunch when the front door burst open and in strode Michelle. I knew her instantly and it was a hug long overdue. I was trying to calculate yarn to weave along with my handspun - I think that's this discussion. I love the staff. It would be expensive to live any closer than I do.
We snagged the staff for a photo. It's Debbie, Michelle, me, Paula and Wanda. I am in awe of these women. They do what they love. I regret that Ian didn't catch a photo of Michelle's son Brian as he played the violin for us. He was an absolute treasure, carefully playing his lesson, trills and all, and upon applause, he rewarded us with a beatific smile. I spent a lot of money but the experience was priceless - really. To see Brian you have to go here. Next destination - Bend, Oregon.
Woot! I see a light and don't think it's a train!
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