Leon and I spent the Labor day long weekend in Marysville, one of my favourite places. We were planning to catch the bus up, but for no apparent reason my father offered us his car, so we drove instead. We stopped in Healesville for coffee on the way up and I discovered a darling, and relatively new yarn shop.
It had a really lovely collection of yarn, and I found a ball of Lang yarns, self striping with sparkle that I could not say no to. It's important to support lovely local yarn shops, right?
For those of you following along at home I now have 15547 metres of yarn. I'm planning to use this for some sort of a two coloured shawl. Any suggestions are welcomed.
Other than that, there was surprisingly little knitting, done on the weekend. I want to say something hardcore like "we were there to train, and train we did", and while it's true that we did a 16km trail run, and a 11km hike - I wanted to test out my new hiking boots
the lack of knitting was more about the fact that we didn't watch television. We read and played Scabble and had early nights, and yesterday I din't knit at all. Not one stitch. I've got two more rows on Leon's scarf, so I'm going to go do those now.