I’m not sure it counts as a yarn crawl when you only visit one stop. In any case, I did have a smidgen of fun shopping at yarn crawl. I came home with a lot of lovely Teresa Ruch as well as some Broken Pattern merino, yak, silk and Spinner ‘ s Candy superwash merino. I also found something I definitely didn’t need: a new yarn bowl. It came home with me anyway.
While Mom was here we took a trip to the Oregon Zoo to see the Zoo Lights. It was really impressive, though I’m not sure it is something I want to do every year.
We had hot chocolate and walked around viewing the lights. I particularly liked the ones that were “animated.” There was one set-up where the ducks “flew in” and “landed” on the water before “diving.” Yes, I did enjoy that one. The thought and engineering behind it was fascinating.
In this one, the lion chased the gazelle. I really liked the animated ones. 🙂
As the title to this post implies, we stopped by the tiny Latimer Quilt and Textile Center before we left Tillamook. It is a lovely little place, a former school, that is a living history museum. They still offer classes in all of the important things in life: knitting, weaving, spinning, tatting, lace making, quilting, etc.
Happily, we made our small donation to the museum (entry $3 per person, what a steal!) and wandered amongst the rooms.
The exhibits here are constantly changing. They have work done by members and traveling exhibits as well.
I found a bit of tatting,
amongst the looms. And, while it might not have been Avi’s favorite stop of the day, he certainly didn’t complain about it. 🙂
I even took a few photos from the traveling exhibit. The quilts are by an Australian designer/artist, Cynthia Corbin. As the gal at the entrance desk said, “these are the most densely quilted pieces I have ever seen. They must have taken forever to quilt.” I completely agree with her.
For those of you who are so inclined, there are more photos in my flickr account.
And that was most of my trip to Portland. Though I do have a few more photos to share from the flight. Yes, I did manage to take pictures through the window on my flight home.
After wandering around Tillamook, OR a bit, we found ourselves on the way to the Cape Meares Lighthouse. According to the guidebook, Cape Meares is the shortest lighthouse on the Oregon coast. In any event, the lighthouse sits in a lovely national park and I took entirely too many pictures. A few(ahem) of my favorites follow:
We even found our way down to a little public beach in Oceanside.
Avi was engrossed by the jellyfish remains that washed up on the beach. The most entertaining moment of the day was when he exclaimed “it’s like jelly!” Yes, honey, it’s like jelly. Now stop trying to poke it.
We had a nice day, walked quite a bit, drove quite a bit, and even managed a picture or two.
It is hard to depict the sheer height of the trees in Oregon. They are not just trees, but denizens of a long ago era. Towering so far above you that the only way to truly see the top is to lie beneath the branches and look far far towards the sky. The few pictures that follow simply do not convey the overwhelming beauty of the trees.
And as suddenly as we found ourselves surrounded by the giants of the forest, they were gone. Replaced by hoards of dairy cattle and gently rolling farmland stretching before our eyes.
The Hoyt Arboretum is an interesting combination of trails, trees, placards, and sweat. Or maybe that last part was just my addition.
It is a beautiful place to walk, and while some trails are relaxing, some of them are quite challenging. I picked the easy route, Avi picked the hard route. We tried a little of both.
Avi also got his “tree hugger” on and I might have snapped a photo.
We make a cute, if sweaty couple.