I haz a sad

This morning, I was going to tell you all about how brilliantly clever I was. I actually knitted two more socks on Pinky the Passap. I was going to take pictures of these three socks this morning. I took some crappy ones last night, and thought I could improve on (im)perfection.

Note to self: write down how many rows in the cuff.
Or else end up with two vastly different lengths.
One knee, one mid calf. 

I'm pretty proud of this one.
And I made appropriate notes.

Yes, I was.

But first, while waiting for the sun to come up, I was looking on Ravelry for some information on Pinky, and somehow I ended up in the Naked Sheep's group. There was an announcement that just tore my heart out. They've closed as of November 26th. Sigh, another yarn shop closed. I had only heard wonderful things about this shop, both the original and the new Naked Sheep (it changed hands two and a half years ago). They carried great yarns, had great classes, and their Knit Night was well attended. Everything that makes a yarn shop a great yarn shop.

Owning a yarn shop is a wonderful, inspiring, exasperating but always rewarding experience. A lifestyle really. I simply can't imagine not doing this forever. Although I hadn't met Lisa, the owner, I am so sad for her, and all the knitters that frequented her shop.

It seems more and more that yarn shops are to women what pubs are to men. A safe, fun place to hang out with friends, a place to get away from life for a while. A place for a gossip and a giggle and a cup of tea. And now, this little haven for knitters in the east end of Toronto is gone.

All I can think right now is "thank you". Thank you to all of you, dear readers. Thank you for supporting me and my little shop. You can't possibly know how much it means.