Showing posts with label yarn stores. Show all posts
Showing posts with label yarn stores. Show all posts

Thursday, April 3, 2025

meet-up

i met up with reina and sacha at cafe himalaya. i've had the above butternut squash chilly before. it's so good. we also had the bocha tibetan tea with salt, butter and milk.


i stopped at the yarn store to get another skein of lamb's pride bulky in wild mustard for my curtain tie-backs.

reina showed me the beautiful cowls she has been knitting.

she headed uptown on the bus and i headed crosstown . . 

Wednesday, September 25, 2024

meeting friends and stopping at the yarn store

 
i met sasha and reina this afternoon at cafe himalaya and afterwards reina and i stopped at downtown yarns . . i needed size 4 knitting needles.

the manos del uruguay yarn . . 

a little hidden yarn creature . . 

i then stopped at whole foods for some groceries and as i was walking home, deychen texted saying she had too many bagels from murray's too good to go offer and would i please take a few (they had give her a whole dozen!).

so i met her at the jefferson market garden . . (you can see her in red through the branches, reading her book).


it was a warm and steamy day . . summer humidity isn't through with us yet.

Saturday, July 15, 2023

saturday excursion to brooklyn

greg and i rode the citibikes downtown to the wall street ferry landing. (he's quite lawless biking these days! he was winding in and out of the cars - sans helmet! - and riding in and out of pedestrians on the sidewalk! i don't know this man!)  i had texted my friend lizette that i was on my way. she texted back, "wonderful!" however, halfway there i received another text from her asking if it was the correct day, "i think it's supposed to be the 23rd or the 30th," she wrote. and you know, she was right! oh well, c'est la vie! we continued on our way, and had a fun time traipsing about downtown brooklyn.





greg and i decided to pop by the playground where lizette was with her granddaughter. they would soon be on their way to a birthday party but i was hoping to catch her before they left . . and we did! it felt wonderful to see her . . so heartwarming.

and we were in time to see her husband joe who had come to meet her and was on his way to work. we walked with them for several blocks and then went our separate ways. 

greg wanted to have breakfast at one of his favorite diners, the new apollo.


some half and half for my coffee this morning.

grits and a sunnyside up egg and delicious fresh orange juice . .

and a perfectly ripe, whole avocado.

we walked to trader joe's on atlantic avenue. it's in a beautiful old bank building and greg had never been inside.

it's very bright and spacious . . 

we bought a few things . . 

and then walked to woolyn yarn store, just a few blocks further west.

woolyn's windows are always my favorite . . 


greg waited for me outside. 

next stop . . amy's!

the yarn is blue sky fibers organic cotton in colorway sundrop.

returning to the ferry . . 





and back to manhattan island.

Sunday, December 11, 2022

colder days now

we drove out east this weekend. it was very grey and felt cold, but that didn't deter the surfers . . 






we went into town to pick up tacos and quesadillas and rice and beans for dinner . . the point's holiday lights are always so pretty.


cricket likes to have a spot that gives him a good lay of the land.

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sunday brunch at the local pancake house . . . i had wanted to eat at the health food store (they finally are allowing indoor dining) but they were no longer offering oatmeal (which was always so good with maple syrup, blueberries and walnuts) and they also weren't serving weekend breakfast past 11 am . . two very odd things which had me questioning their business intelligence. so, we decided to try a pancake house we hadn't been to in a very long time . . 

coffee (decaf this morning)

half and half . . not just cream and not just milk . . i think this is a very american thing . . maybe canadian too?


oatmeal . . 

morgan's pancakes and eggs and sausage . .

waiting for their second breakfast . . or maybe their first lunch (is cricket secretly a vulture and not a cat?)

heading home . . 

but first stopping to show morgan the knitting store and to pick up a skein of sock yarn dyed by the shop owner, christine. i did put up a few christmas lights on the front stoop railing, but forgot to take a photo. i'll have to do so on the next visit.