I got to teach my workshops in a marvelous space: a conference room in the ConocoPhillips building in
. Karen Williams
works for them and she was able to arrange for the use of this space. Here’s a
picture of some of the spinners during Sunday’s workshop: Anchorage
I must say that the Anchorage Weavers and Spinners Guild is a swell group of folks. Among workshop participants, there was a wonderful range of spinning “ages”: from a month to multiple decades of spinning experience. Enthusiasm, generosity, friendliness, and sharing were in abundance in this group.
I got several requests for information regarding sources of the fibers that I brought along with me. I thought I’d provide that list here too:
Dyed silk hankies: River’s Edge Fiber Arts, Briar Rose Fibers, Bonker’s Handmade Originals, Abstract Fiber, Fairy Yarnmother, and Royale Hare.
Cormo combed top: Riverwinds Farm
Variegated Mutant) combed top: Fiddle Knoll Farm California
Coopworth carded roving: Hidden Valley Farm & Woolen Mill
Corriedale/silk roving: Handspun by Sefania
Handpainted targhee combed top: Abstract Fiber
Did I miss anything?
I have to share a funny Anchorage-specific story. When I arrived in
, I was picked up at the airport by
Karen. She drove me to Sandra’s house. I noticed that Karen’s windshield had a
crack in it. I was polite enough not to mention it. The next day, when Sandra
took me to the Musk Ox Farm, I noticed that she, too, had a crack in her car’s
windshield. I said not a word. I was trying really hard not to generalize about
Alaskans based on a sample size of 2. Anchorage
A few days later, Sandra and I were comparing winter road strategies for our respective locales. I mentioned the use of sand and salt here in NW Michigan. She pointed out that in her area of
they use pea gravel, and then she said, “That’s why so many people have cracked
windshields.” Well then! We chuckled about this for a bit while I was privately
feeling justified in my urge to generalize. On the last day of workshops, for
some reason the windshield issue came up in my mind. I whispered to Sandra, “Is
it ok if I ask the group about windshields?” She said, “Sure!” So, I mentioned
my notice of the windshield issue and asked the group, “How many of you have a
cracked windshield?” I was expecting maybe one or two folks would raise their
hands. My eyes practically popped out of my head when more than half the folks there
rasied their hands. I’m still chuckling about it. Alaska
I flew out of
very late on
Monday night. So, I had a chance to see a bit more of Anchorage before my flight. Sandra was
teaching a class that day, so another guild member, Carrie Ziecina, toured me
around. We tried to visit the Anchorage Art Museum , but it happened to be closed on Mondays. As we drove by the Far North Yarn Co. yarn shop, Carrie asked
if I’d like to stop. Sure! But, I told her, “I have promised myself not to buy
any more sock yarn until I knit up more socks from the ample stash that I
already have.” So, what did I buy? That’s right: sock yarn – a lovely Rowan
yarn of merino wool, kid mohair, nylon and silk. I do not feel guilty. Not one
I rounded out my trip to
delicious salmon dinner at Simon & Seafort’s Saloon & Grill. Mmmm. Anchorage
One more thing: Sandra Cook, who housed me during my stay, is a talented potter in addition to her fabulous fiber work. She works mostly with slab clay. As she showed me around her studio, I was taken by a “brick” she’d made using a rhubarb leaf to create the texture. I had to have it. We made a trade. I got the rhubarb brick and I offered to send her a box of dried cherries. I put the cherries in the mail on Monday. I hope she likes them. I sure love my rhubarb brick.
My flight home was marked by a couple hour delay in
– which gave me some time to knit – but all other connections were on time. I
left a wet and warm Anchorage Anchorage to arrive in a
very cold and snowy .
While I was gone, nearly 2 feet of snow had been added to the already loaded
landscape. I got several days of shoveling workout from that. Michigan
And it’s snowing now.