
While the girls toured a candy shop, I slipped away for a LYS visit. Wild Fibre on Liberty Street had earned some good reviews when I Googled it, so I was full of anticipation. Oh, dear. Not a good experience. Three genteel knitters chatted away in one area of the shop while I visited. I found a very meager stock of yarn and patterns, and lovely samples without yarns available for purchase. As I explored, the discussion among the knitters zigged from "should we order lunch?" to a general agreement that tourists and visitors are just exasperating, especially those "military" women. I have no idea what the latter means, but I took thorough exception to their disdain.
Note to LYS inhabitants: the touristy-looking visitor spending some time in your shop can hear, may have been ready to purchase LOTS of yarn for a project she wants to start, and is very, very patriotic. Shame on you.
In case you aren't a Girl Scout, the "Miss Daisy" reference in the title isn't from "Driving Miss Daisy," a marvelous movie filmed in Atlanta's Druid Hills neighborhood. "Daisy" was Juliette Gordon Low's childhood nickname.
Bonnie and I were in DC recently and visited the National Portrait Gallery where I saw a beautiful painting of Daisy. See it here.
ReplyDeleteSerendipity! The tour guide mentioned the portrait in Washington. Turns out Daisy was quite the artist. There were several family portraits that she wanted with her in Scotland, but the family didn't want to ship them So she painted remarkable copies. The exceptions were portraits of herself. Daisy was her era's Martha Stewart. Very special woman.
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