The mighty, intrepid group who gathered yesterday morning are the sort of sturdy, hardy folk who make knitting great. It was such a great start to the day.
Highlights from the Walk in the Park:
Humongous designer Jacqui Fink represented Australia, where the knitting is giant and the hats are, too.
Multi-talented sewing hero Sonya Philip brought San Francisco joy with her along with Olive’s sweet doppelganger Willie.
The elegant design legend Shirley Paden came from just up the street, budding knitter Kristin from the breadbasket of America, Liz from Westchester and Elizabeth from Barnard and Lisa from downstairs and Katie straight from Vogue Knitting Live and Amber from Brooklyn and Kathy from Easthampton.
We paid our respects to the statue of Balto the rescue dog. Olive and Willie and Artie wiped semi-tears of dog respect.
A harrowing and challenging mile led us to survival rations at the Pain Quotidien. I don’t know how we survived the elements.
It was a memorable morning of bundling up, chatting up, and chowing down. Such good conversation; I think we solved at least six of the world’s problems, in particular what to do about the extra pastries.
Artie may never get over the excitement.
Neither will we. This is as close to Outward Bound as we will ever get. Here’s to another ramble soon!