I was talking with my sister, Rosemary, the other day. Rosemary and I are six years apart, and in many ways that is no time at all, but when it comes to childhood memories factors in quite a bit. She had few memories of the years we lived in Leominster, MA, or Vincent, OH. Since the time she was five or six, we’ve lived in New York, just outside of Albany, and for her, she will always have come from New York.
Either a function of being the oldest, or just having a better memory, I have many more memories of my time living in Massachusetts. And even after we moved away, I considered myself from there, as each year I’d go to camp in the summer in the Berkshires. In many ways, my heart still is that of a New England-er, and each year about this time, when I know that the hills of the Berkshires are on fire with the leaves. Now, Maryland has some decent trees that turn color, but it isn’t the same. The varieties of apples available are a different breed, and the air just feels different.
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| Hairpin Lace Scarf we’ll be working on! |
I guess everyone has to have something they are crotchety about.
It’s for that reason I’m so excited that, in two short weeks, I’ll be teaching at the New England Fiber Festival. It is almost like returning home. I’ll be a stone’s throw away from one of the first LYS’s I was ever exposed to, Webs and Northampton Wool, and a couple of miles away from my grandmother and my cousins. I’ll be teaching 2 classes: “Hairpin Lace Scarf in a Day” and “Crazy Mixed-Up Slipped Stitches.”
I am SO excited.
If you are from the area, I hope to see you there. And if you aren’t, share the news with someone you know! The more the merrier!
