It’s somehow not at all surprising that for both Luann and me, our periodic YarnoraMama meet-ups fall during what seem like the worst possible times ~ when the work schedule is out of control, home life is crazy and the last thing it seems one should do is take a day off.
Her charge this time: Tell me where to be and I will get there. “There” in this case, being the charming and friendly Victoria Station Cafe in Putnam, Conn. Dubbed “The Quiet Corner,” northeastern Connecticut is home to agriculture and tiny towns. Putnam is a town that has quietly evolved, with new life for old downtown spaces that have one foot in the past and another in the future. Virtually every menu features gluten-free or vegan fare from in many cases locally raised produce.
Here, the mismatched furniture, exposed brick and original woodwork all make sense. We parked on a couch in a front window as a steady stream of patrons made their way in for “the usual” or one of the too-tempting selections in the endless display cases.
Funny, but even our food choices were rooted in fiber … The cinnamon rolag at left, being a term for a roll of prepared fiber ready for spinning. Those are the remnants of a sfogliatelle at right, in the wake of a powdered-sugar explosion, in case you’re wondering. (Pink boxes of treats left for home in both directions …)
And birthday presents, too! Lucy Neatby’s terrific tome on fabulous finishing and a stunning skein of MadelineTosh Pure Silk Lace in the colorway Lichen. Truly, it is the colors of an heirloom lilac in bloom. Breathtaking.
It’s been too long since my cyber-sister and I were together ~ last November’s Knitter’s Review Retreat to be precise. As efficient as online communication is, there is simply no substitute for sitting down, face-to-face, for hours of catching up about the mundane and the life-altering. Among her many talents, Luann always serves as a (barely) older, wiser sanity check for me at a time when that sanity is in question every third minute. And that’s before we get to the mommy advice I so sorely need now that we are immersed in the Tyrannical Threes.
How did five hours pass so quickly?
Other than meeting in a place with an endless supply of caffeine, YarnoraMamas must always include a yarny destination. Woolworks fit that bill. Tasha (sp?) could not have been more welcoming on the phone or in person. The knitters inside were warm and friendly, and the reasons this shop has become a local destination were clear. It made me long for the days when I actually had a local yarn shop in my world. Sigh.
All too soon, the fact of rush-hour return traffic was all too real. Time to separate again for our respective homes and uber-busy lives. But I feel better ~ saner and clearer ~ than I have in a long time.
And that is what YarnoraMama is all about.