For the previous days’ previous events at the 2010 KR Retreat, see this post.
Saturday morning dawned bright and clear. It wouldn’t have mattered if a hurricane raged outside, for we were all absorbed in fibery pursuits. It finally felt like we were really “there” at the Knitter’s Review Retreat, not on a day-trip that would end too soon. Hearing Darling Bebe sobbing for me on the phone and being unable to complete a song for her (because I choked up) the night before sort of made that real.
We were so delighted to crunch the numbers that result in perfect sweater-fitting with the legendary Ann Budd. Her Knitter’s Handy Book of Patterns lives on my coffee table and I refer to it often when working through a pattern issue or putting something basic on the needles. Clara always manages to bring the knitterati who are both geniuses AND approachable people. Ann is no exception. However, she is exceptional.
Throughout the class, the BlackBerry blinked.
Of course, in addition to all of those finds in the Stash Lounge ~ the room devoted to yarns seeking loving new homes ~ the KR Retreat features its very own marketplace from some of our favorite fiber companies. Pam Allen brought her Quince and Co. brand-new wool-silk blend Tern. The camera does not do it justice. I’m hoping I can execute the soon-to-be-released Ann Budd scarf pattern with it.
Where are all the pictures? There were too many eager knitters and not enough air ~ or room ~ to mess with a camera. After all, how
would I then hold onto this: Briar Rose Glory Days dyed in a colorway just for me. Really. Or at least that’s the illusion I’m working under. Chris was soooooo kind. And I have a swoony kind of weakness for this particular BFL.
Foxfire Fiber also joined the other wonderful vendors in the marketplace. I currently have this yarn, Cormo/Silk/Alpaca on the needles making a LaNovia scarf. It is soft and drapey at the same time. There are only two times I year I see Barb Parry, (and she missed Mass. Sheep and Wool) so I picked these up for the day when inspiration strikes again.
There were a few other yarn purchases we’ll talk about another day from Spirit Trail Fiberworks and String Theory. And another of Lanea’s sock bags (in a different colorway) not for knitting socks ~ or for knitting at all ~ but for mommy-running-into-store-with-free-hands-necessities-and-toddler. I committed far less wallet damage than many of my dear friends in that guilt-free zone. OTOH, there were some skeins of lovely things that Minh “helped” jump into my bag in the Stash Lounge, so I was in no way yarn-deprived.
Instead, we took over the tavern for an afternoon of knitting and conversation about yarn shops, direction of the industry, designers and life in general. No photos required, though I regrettably failed to document the
dozens scores scads of gorgeous creations adorning everyone in the room. I’ll let another friend show you.
Confession: By this point, the ignored BlackBerry was apoplectic. So much so, that I felt obligated to send an email up the food chain to inquire whether I was supposed to engage in the discourse that would. not. end. Response: No. But the red eye resumed blinking as soon as I locked the keyboard.
Evening brought the long-awaited Knitter’s Book of Yarn / Knitter’s Book of Wool / Wool-along Hoe-down to KRR. Oh, the lovelies we saw. From headbands to shawls … and oh, the shawls. There was this show-stoppingly gorgeous Tibetan Clouds designed
as was demonstrated, is long enough to cover lap and legs in a cold office.) Between her Hedgerow Socks, the inspiration for Hedgerow Mitts, and Falling Waters, Jane is the de facto preferred KR designer.
Oh, and we had doorprizes galore! From “it” yarns of the moment to needles, bags and beads, it seemed like Clara’s doorprize list would not end.
This is the part where I admit to embarrassing myself. (It’s a state of affairs that happens too often for comfort, being a complete geek. Not a geek in a cool way, just a geek.) Clara rigged the drawing. She had to have. Because it’s just a little too coincidental that the BFL from Spirit Trail Fiberworks (called Saule, sportweight) came to me. Poor KnittingKittens was afraid she’d have to sleep in the lobby while I … nevermind. Shown here with a lavender/green owl bag from NanciKnits, the fraternal twin of another one I have.
All through this, I did something I’ve not done before at a KRR.
Into the owl hours of the morning.
While my voice disappeared.
And the BlackBerry blinked.
Sunday brought “Yarn Church.” This is a chance to select a project for oneself and start it by having your friends help cast on a few stitches each. It is a lovely tradition.
Though we were still together, I could feel the weight of home and job pressing from the outside.
Perhaps that is why I discovered nearly an hour down the road, that I had forgotten key items in the room, forcing us to turn back to retrieve them.
I wasn’t ready to leave.
But I did get some actual knitting done.