This past weekend my dog, The Gentleman and I took a little day trip to a small mountain town I’ve driven past but never stopped in. From the highway, Georgetown looks like the quintessential mountain town and from the main street, it’s no different. The store fronts are cute with a colorfully aged look to them, antiques and collectibles in the windows and friendly faces behind the counters.
Naturally, we sought out a yarn store but were told in one of the antique shops that this little town had none and we were sad. Braving the icy winds we walked the main street, looking in shop windows and down side roads to see what all there was to see, and wouldn’t you know it, there was indeed a yarn store down one of them!
The Quilted Purlis an inviting little shop with both quilting supplies and knitting paraphernalia. Ruth, the owner, is such a charming woman and The Gentleman and I stayed for a long while chatting with her and fondling the yarns throughout the shop. We talked knitting, yarn, Colorado, designs and life.
I highly recommend stopping in this little town and finding the yarn shop, you won’t be disappointed – tell her Holly the SillyLittleLady sent you 😉
After departing The Quilted Purl, the three of us made our way to a frozen lake that was on the way out of town and took a little walk out to the middle of it. There were ice-fishers drilling holes in the 2 foot deep ice,
And cars with spiked tires racing on the other end complete with all of their campers, trailers and trucks all parked on the lake as well. Craziest thing I’ve seen in a while, how did I now know about this sport?
Have you gone on any adventures lately?