I did a pretty nutty thing two weeks ago. I drove my teenage son and his friend to a concert, mid-week, on a school night, to a different state roughly 120 miles from home. X is a huge music fan and hasn't been very interested in going to concerts ... that is, until now. One of his favorite artists was perforning in NYC but those gigs required 18+ ID so X scoured the tour schedule and discovered a gig in Philadelphia.
Somehow in February, May seemed very far away and remembering how much we loved concerts in our teen years, Mark and I let him buy these Philly tickets and promptly pushed the date out of our minds. And then, as these things happen, the May date swung around the corner, and I was finding myself leaving work early to pick up the boys and drive 2.5 hours.
They had a great time ... and so did I. The eastern part of South Street in Philadelphia is lively and filled with a lot of energy and as I had two hours to spend alone, I decided to explore this neighborhood. Within a few blocks I came across something truly magical, Philadelphia's Magic Garden.
|From PMG's Web site|
It was after hours and sadly, I couldn't enter the building but I will definitely make a point to go back soon. Farther north, I came upon this terrific gallery/shop which hosts knitting classes and sells hand-knit beauties,
|(notice the cool yarn bomb?!)|
and this very special fiber arts studio that connects the homeless with craft
and finally, a LYS that I've been meaning to visit for years!
So, while the boys were feeding their love of music, I was feeding my love of fiber arts and even though I couldn't actually participate in making anything or buying new yarn, I loved "discovering" these places and knowing that I'll be visiting them when I next go to Philadelphia (which will be soon).
As I peered into the brightly-lit store window of Loop (and it's neighboring shop Spool), I felt like such a yarn geek. And I couldn't help smiling...