a trip to paradise city

So there is this place in Northampton, Massachussetts called WEBS. Fiber enthusiasts know it to be something akin to Shangri-La. WEBS is also called America's yarn store. Obviously, I had to go and assess this for myself, so right before the New Year began (I know, this is the last one, everything else from here on out is all about 2008!) we wandered west. I think the boys knew we were in for some fun.

I didn't get as many pictures as I would have liked. It was difficult chasing the pup, grabbing yarn, reading books, touching fiber, and playing with fiber equipment all at the same time. Something had to give, especially since I left my superhero cape home that day.

Kelly has decided that of all the yarn shops he has been to ("which is many") WEBS has to be the best. There is a "gentlemen's" (I guess anyone could sit there, really) seating area with really comfy chairs and all sorts of magazines, like Sports Illustrated. Kelly said the only thing that would have made it better would be a big screen TV.

Anders was pretty entertained with the yarn. It was everywhere, a beautiful thing, really. The main store front was nice, bright, and pretty; but the most fun (for the Pup, anyway) was to be had in the yarn warehouse. Seriously. It is a warehouse of yarn (if you can not find joy in that, frankly, I don't know what to tell you).

There is a loom room for those into weaving. I peered in and looked around, but I tried not to get too interested. I need a new hobby like I need a hole in the head, particularly one as costly as weaving. The looms are a bit steep at around $9,000. Fun things to look at though.

It was a good visit; and, we left without spending too much. The main point (besides just seeing the place) was to register for some classes (more on that later); that done, we counted the trip as a success. And of course, I can not wait to go back to the place that, I am convinced, is truly America's yarn store.

Shopping for yarn is hard work.