I made time to visit a favorite place tonight—Churchmouse Yarns and Teas on Bainbridge Island. It has been 5 or 6 years since I last poked around in one of the loveliest yarn stores on the West Coast. Usually, my business travel has no down time for a stroll in the rain, a ferry ride, and lovely yarn to fondle (and purchase—more on that tomorrow).
I always seek out good food while traveling. Marché's seasonal salad with house-smoked trout, cassoulet with lamb sausage and duck confit, and a dessert (fall fruit, sorbets, and an almond cone) that hit the elimiation diet craving for cookies and ice cream capped an already lovely evening. I did not think about work. I bought yarn for the sweater I'm obsessed to knit. I took pictures. I walked more than 4 miles. I read a trashy novel. In short, I took very good care of myself.