Yarn trip

Once upon a time, a group of three yarn whores and a guy just lookin' for something to do, decided to drive to Poughkeepsie, NY in search of a yarn wholesaler. This kind and friendly wholesaler tempted them with great deals, and so they decided to take him up on his offer.

After a long but quite pleasant drive (and a few bouts of temporary insanity from being completely and totally lost), this crew finally made it to Poughkeepsie and entered a crazy yarn paradise in the most unexpected of places.

There were rows and rows of boxes full of yarn, free for the rummaging.

There were bags filled with other bags full of yarn in every color one could imagine.

And the group was allowed to roam freely there, permitted to search in every nook and cranny. And boy were there a lot of them.

The warehouse was filled with all sorts of fiber,

And more fiber,

And one very sadistic kitty.

And there were multiple floors to visit, too.

And this made the group happy.

Very, very happy.

Okay, maybe entirely too happy.

But soon it was time to wind down,

And weigh out.

And make their way back through Poughkeepsie, heading home.

But not before making a pit stop at the best farm stand

where you could buy fleshy pumpkins,

sugarplums, cider, apple dumplings and divine Greek wedding cakes.

The perfect ending to a great day. And the group, they were plenty happy...

Especially the ones who walked away with a half-pound of cashmere for $20. Yep.