sheepless in suburbia...

Let's do the Gingsberg "Howl"...

...be sure to wear flowers in your hair.

I admit it. In my heart I am a certified tied dyed in Rit  hippie. And I know that I missed everything that was happening by 3 lousy years ( I was only 13 when everyone went to Yasgur's Farm) ...and now I've likely been "co-opted by the Man"...

But hey - like I always say "Better late than never".

... And so we return to San Francisco. I missed SF in the 60's and  70's, and now I'm going as a tourist. I will see the Citylights Bookstore. I will buy my children  Trip Trap - Haiku on the Road. They will roll their eyes with the silent reaffirmation that their mother has lost her mind. I will give my mother Leonard Cohen's Book of Mercy and she will know I am still grounded.

We have a full agenda. Chinatown, Golden Gate Bridge. The SF Museum of Modern Art. The Museum of Fine Craft.

We will eat - lots.

We will walk - miles.

We will take pictures.

We will shop. Pawnshop Sally is home now and I have a few patterns waiting for fabric. My hotel room is a few short blocks from the best fabric store in the whole world...

I'll keep you posted...

Moving on...

  Well it looks like my posts have brightened up someone's day! I received this Sunshine award from Helen's Deeply Felt blog. Perfect timing since you are probably tired of looking at my lap blanket.

I am supposed to pass on the sunshine to other bloggers that I enjoy reading, and although there are several, I admit there are 3 that I read on a regular basis:

• Fiberewetopia - because Val and I seem to have so many similar interests (though she actually gets things done).
• Dis n' Dat - because Tallguy is local, he spins excellently on a spindle and gets into the little details of his work.
• As the Whorl Spins - because Michelle is also local, is a Mastespinner and writes about all sorts of stuff...

... And now I have returned to running around like a spinning wheel with a broken drive band - lots of treadling but not much production... ha! ha!