Burnt Sienna and Van Dyke Brown
Ever troll through the channels and stop on Bob Ross? Loved his voice, so soothing. "Yesss, just a little Van Dyke Brownnnnnnnn." he'd sigh, "Just a touch of Burnt Sienna, here in the treeeessssss." What the heck does Bob Ross have to do with a trip to White Rock, B.C.?
Last June we went to visit the only fiber shop in town, KNITOPIA WOOLS CO. Katie set up a mission for a certain type of fiber, so five of us (Katie, Peggy, MaryEllin, Kate and Me) planned and plotted and in the end only four of us managed to go because the fifth (Katie) was, oh, moving, or something, and had other things to do. It was a sunny Spring day and a pleasant drive, as White Rock is just across the border from Washington and Seattle is about 2.5 hours from the border crossing at Blaine.
a wool/buffalo blend, a shetland, some Trekking XXL, needles and other sock yarn. It was a pleasant hour, and then we had lunch across the street.
so we had a chance to roll down the window and ask:
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was a woman or a man driving the head car?
i can never imagine bob ross totally losing his cool, can you?
Vanessa: Interesting question. A woman was driving, a man was the passenger. They seemed quite matter-of-fact about our query, so perhaps it had happened before...
SO glad you two are blogging! Your entries are a hoot! I did not, however, appreciate the entry about sock monkeys. That was just mean, mean, mean. Mean. (Oh, and MaryB made sure to wave her sock-monkey-on-a-key-ring at me while we were standing in line for Yarn Harlot. It's a conspiracy, I tell you!)
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