The Yarn Harlot that is. It was so much fun…and it went by so fast that I can’t believe I’m back home already! Where do I begin with the recap? Well, after a very full day of shopping (not at yarn stores), I met up with Kelly, and her husband who’s affectionately known as “Moose”, at The Loop yarn shop. Kelly is the very first knit blogger that I’ve been able to meet in person! We’ve been emailing back and forth, and it was such a pleasure to finally meet in person. Here’s a photo…from left to right are “Moose”, Kelly, and another New Brunswick knit blogger I met, Mary.


NB Knitters


Kelly bought some yarn at the Loop; I’m sure she’ll mention it on her blog. I didn’t purchase anything at the time, thinking I’d be able to go back the next day. Also, I thought I might visit Tangled Skeins (no link) in Dartmouth; however, I didn’t get the chance to do either thing. Oh well, no complaints.

After the yarn shop excursion, we headed to The Lord Nelson, where Stephanie (Yarn Harlot) was due to speak. We arrived an hour early, and judging from the others congregating there, we knew we were in the right place.


Knitters in Halifax


Those are some Nova Scotia knitters, and even though I was prepared with pen and paper (and was teased about this by the Harlot herself), I did not get their names. Bad blogger! (Edited to add: Thanks to Cate I can add some names. Cate is seated on the floor, and you can only see her from the back. Jenna is sitting on a chair next to Cate. The baby is Gabe, held by Leslie, who escaped my aim with the camera. The rest of the knitters (who you can actually see better) remain a mystery). Anyway, this just looks like a few knitters right? Well, in no time flat the lobby was packed with people. I did not get a picture of the massive crowd. Bad blogger again! If you want to see more pictures go to the Knitting Out Loud (Halifax knitting group) website. There is a list of Halifax knit blogger links to check out.

Finally, we were seated and out came the Yarn Harlot. Yay!! Here’s a rather grainy picture. I don’t know why it turned out like that, I wasn’t that far away. We got good seats actually! I made sure that I got a better picture later.


Yarn Harlot


The talk (it shouldn’t be called a speech) was hilarious! I actually cried I was laughing so hard. Stephanie asked if any of us found it difficult to explain to our muggles what we were doing that evening. How’d she know? I had been trying to wrangle drives and a place to stay, and was trying to explain to muggles my mad urgency to reach Halifax. It’s a “knitting convention“!! That did NOT work. I tried this, “I want to hear a certain author speak”. When they couldn’t understand the vast importance of this I would add “It’s a knitting author!” No go. Finally, I explained, “I want to see this fabulous comedian; I really need to laugh”. That did it! ….and laugh I did!

Later Stephanie signed my book, and I made sure I took a better picture.


Yarn Harlot


I also had the pleasure of meeting Deb Barnhill, Knitty knit designer extraordinaire. We have also emailed back and forth, and I was so pleased to be able to meet her in person. She’s wonderful, bubbly, enthusiastic….and it’s catchy. She noticed immediately the Bayerische Sock that I have hibernating in my knitting bag. She has been knitting a sweater out of the same Knit Picks Gloss. Anyway, my socks have been on hold because I know I’m going to run out of yarn. Deb was knitting some knee socks for her daughter. She started the second one at the beginning of the event, and was well on the way to finishing it by the time the evening was over.


Deb Barnhill


By the time I had purchased the book I wanted, and had gotten it signed; I realized that I was one of the last people there. I was also starving. It was 9 pm and I hadn’t eaten. Somehow, I found myself at the Victory Arms Pub in the Lord Nelson Hotel, with Deb, many members of the Knitting Out Loud knitting group, THE YARN HARLOT, and her very good friend Tim who is Master and Commander of the Tall Ship “Silva”!! It was surreal. How did I manage that? I was at a loss for words. What came out of mouth, I can not recount. It was probably gibberish, as I polished off two bottles of beer and my dinner. It was not the beer at fault, but my inability to wrap my mind around being in this company. AGAIN I have no pictures of this. Check out others. I hope I’m not in any of them.

Some of you know that I have another hobby, genealogy. I took advantage of my stay in Halifax to traipse through a couple of graveyards. I’ll spare you those photos!! I took pictures of Salter Street, which was named after my sixth great grandfather, Malachy Salter.


Salter Street, Halifax, NS


Salter Street, Halifax, NS


Unfortunately, it appears that no historic buildings remain on Salter Street. The Salter home was apparently demolished in 1997. However, clad in metal siding, it’s tattered appearance belied it’s historic significance. Malachy Salter was born in Boston, and became a merchant and M.P.P. of Halifax in the early 1700s. I have also unfortunately discovered that he “owned” at least one slave. In genealogy research you have to be prepared to discover things that may be perplexing. You can’t choose your ancestors. I think it’s important to acknowledge the truths of history, rather than avoid them.

Anyway, it was a great mini-vacation for me. I stayed at my grandmother’s house, while I was in Halifax. She’s my grandmother from the other side of my family, so not a Salter descendant. Unfortunately, she was away while I was there! It was strange to stay at her house and not have a visit with her. She and my aunt are due back in Halifax, but I’m already back at home.

All in all, it was a fantastic trip. It was a seven hour bus ride to Halifax, and seven hours back again. Lots of knitting was done. This has already been a lengthy post, so more on that another time!