tourist tuesday and pioneer square in seattle

I looooooove surprises of the Good kind.
Don't you?

I think how wonderful it would to be present during a flash mob. Everytime I go to the airport in a Major City I sit and wait for one to happen.

I am that kind of ever~hopeful girl.

For the longest time I have followed this fabric artist religiously as she makes her way from one yarn adventure to another.

Whilst walking around Seattle town recently with these two we came upon a magically~striped site.

My first thought was---> How did my knitting hero from Australia somehow end up in Seattle?

But NO! that was not the case. 

Have you ever been to Seattle?
Well, this was my first time and soon I discovered every corner of that place is frosted in art*work.

Thank goodness.

I do not knit one little bit but I am a Grand Appreciator of yarn.

I collect many fine colors and place them here and there around my space in roundy bowls and accommodating baskets.

My thinking on this is The Process of Osmosis.

If I live with A Thing long enough, how to do it will come to me in my sleep.

So far this idea has not come to fruition as I sleep with an Italian dictionary under my bed and still my command of Italian is limited to ordering simple food.

But,
I digress...

Like a pileated woodpeaker spotted in the woods pecking, we found the Master Knitter at her toil.

So friendly was Suzanne Tidwell and happy to share information, we chatted for a bit and found she had made all these colorful and warming sleeves herself...

...except maybe for this one which seems to me to be crocheted.

But I could be wrong, as I told you earlier, all my personal yarn sits rolled ball~like and patiently waiting in sweet anticipation.

Anyhoo, this is how it is done.
The secret is out.
Knitters do NOT stanad up on ladders knitting the cozies in place round and round and round the tree for days on end.

Here pre~knitted purpley pieces wait--near the ubiquitous seattle coffee--to clad long, tall things in need of covering.

Will someone please hand this one her pink~striped beach towel?

{{ I am not one bit surprized that cutting~edge Seattle allows nude sun bathing in city parks. }}

Comments

[stephanie]

I am so happy to re-live this world of sweatered trees!! through the lens of your eyes...

hard to believe there is ANY wonkiness there as you show us so cleary the magic!
x..x

[parisbreakfast]

This is brilliant in every possible way!
I wonder if I'll ever get to Seattle...
I seem to head out East not West...
You've been galivanting around this summer a LOT!
BRAVO

[Marilyn]

Oh I would have loved coming up to Seattle to meet you (only 3 hours from Portland). How fun to see the stripies around the trees. Occasionally in Portland I find something knitted and warming a fire hydrants or bicycle stand.

[Leslie M]

How fun! I'm so glad that you ladies were able to meet in Seattle. I love it there. So many things to see. I love the Public Market, and did you take the Underground Tour? I didn't have time, but will definitely make time next time.

xo

[gemma]

OMG SPF I have missed you. Must go back and check your recent posts. Yes Seattle is awesome! Sending love to you where ever you are on the planet.
muah
gma

[Pam Holderman]

Ha she has knitted trees in my home town of Sammamish also which is about 30 minutes from Seattle. I posted a couple of blogs about it. So welcome to Seattle and nice to meet you in the plaster class.