10 hours, 8 shops, *mumble*dollars spent
Saturday morning we started by driving to the furthest-away point from us, Yarn Barn in San Antonio, in time for the shop’s opening. I forgot to take any pictures, but it’s a cute converted house at the seedier end of McCullough Ave, next to a decaying Greek revival with a pear tree snugged up against the columns. The insides are packed just as full as their former location, which was always a little overwhelming to me. Last year I relied on Nicki, who found me some discontinued teal Lang Jawoll. This year I picked up a copy of the new Vogue Knitting Holiday, and I definitely want to make myself some of the fingerless gloves as soon as I wouldn’t be cheating on other projects to do it.
Next we went to Yarnivore, which is my favorite of the San Antonio stores. They’re only 10 minutes away from the MINI Cooper dealership, so I make it a point to stop in whenever I’ve had to drive the car down there, and console myself for the car bill with some Manos. I’m kicking myself for not taking any pictures, because they have a unique labeling system for the yarn bins. In addition to the usual info, everything is marked with price per yard, which is genius for helping people see that $11/skein Lorna’s Laces is not a better deal than the $17 Araucania with twice the yardage [example only, I don’t recall if they carry those yarns].
I was excited to check out the 85% yak (15% nylon) sock yarn that piqued my interest in Yarnivore’s last email flyer. The only color they had left was a natural cream color, and less impressive to look at than it presumably would be to wear. It was also a whopping $65, which I’m sure is justified — I hope whoever has to go out and comb a yak gets well paid! — but that money would buy a lot of other yarn. So I got some Hacho for gloves for myself instead, and some Wildfoote, because I’ve never worked with it before and you can’t beat $12 for a pair of socks.
Across the street was The Dodging Duck:
Raspberry mustard is awesome, btw, and you can order it from Beaverton Foods… oh. I just gave myself a nasty shock trying to find the link for you, because it looks like maybe they don’t make it anymore. They do still have the cranberry mustard, which is awesome on leftover turkey sandwiches. And they were very helpful over the phone last time I ordered, so you could always ask about the raspberry stuff. The Dodging Duck still had it, after all.
As you can maybe tell by the sign, knitting/crocheting isn’t their only focus, and in fact, this shop only has one room of yarn, and most of it isn’t stuff I’d use. I did find a Vogue Knitting from Fall 2006, though, with a sweater designed by michael kors on the cover. I’m a Project Runway geek, so I had to get it. I like the V-neck sweater vest, and the Cable Front Pullover, and there’s also a Norah Gaughan pattern, so I should be able to find something to do besides just look at the cover.
Next we went half a mile down the street to Rosewood Yarns, where I once again forgot to take pictures. In my defense it always seems a bit dark in that shop, though never by enough to hinder my shopping. I swear there’s something in the air, because Rosewood is where, each year, I throw the whole concept of “budget” out one of their small, high set windows. I got a niddy noddy, which I genuinely needed, 4 oz of silk merino roving which I in no way needed, and Interweave Knits Winter 2006, which has this gorgeous Norah Gaughan jacket on the cover, and also has the Cardigan for Arwen pattern.
We drove out to Comfort next, where both the town and the yarn shop, The Tinsmith’s Wife, were new to me:
We didn’t have time to look around the town, but the yarn shop was great. They seemed to have a good variety of yarns I use, and some interesting things I’d never tried before. I picked up my copy of Cat Bordhi’s Personal Footprints here (thanks to Nicki for spotting it), and got a skein of Prism sock yarn in a rainbow ‘clown barf’ colorway (NOT the official name), which has been surprisingly hard to find. I also succumbed to a skein of String Theory. Here’s Gayle and Nicki and the resident porch cat, who we visited with for a few minutes on our way out:
Next up we drove straight across the hill country towards Old Oaks Ranch. This is where we passed the exotic cervidae ranch, and later a wake of buzzards. (That gets a prize for the most appropriate collective noun since ‘a nuisance of cats’ btw.) We got to Old Oaks around 4:30, by which point the novelty of lots of people wanting to pet the alpacas had worn off. These babies came over by the fence though:
And here’s a buzzard, since we zipped past the live ones too fast to take a picture. The real ones are bigger. Much, much bigger. (This opinion possibly influenced by having one swoop down at me while I was driving the convertible top-down.)
By now I was suffering a bit of credit card fatigue, so I limited myself to a skein of Sugar Rush in a bright magenta color. It’s not the recommended yarn, but I think I’m going to try making those lace fingerless gloves from it – very dramatic.
We had enough time to stop off at The Knitting Nest on the way home:
I managed to not spend any money, mostly because I’d gotten a bunch of Malabrigo Lace there last month that I’m still turning into the Icarus blob. It’s my favorite local shop to take beginning knitters and crocheters to, because they have a ton of Cascade and self-striping sock yarn and other newbie-friendly yarns.
It was now 5:45, and everyone else was convinced we could make it to Hill Country Weavers before they closed at 6. I’m very happy to have been wrong! Gayle had her hand on the doorknob right as the folks who work there were trying to lock up, and they were nice enough to let us in. I bought another skein of the yarn I need for the super sekrit project, and took a quick picture of their display of the shawl, baby hat and socks, fingerless gloves, or yoga socks to make from a skein of Happy Feet and the pattern book the employees had written.
And that was the end of our Saturday. Also the end of my Monday, because I’ve spent all afternoon on photos and links and typing. I need to go figure out what Mr. Texturedknitter and I are having for dinner, so the Sunday/Monday write-up will have to wait until later.