The first stop in Glasgow was quite brief, just long enough to visit Princes Square for window-shopping,
wandering around taking pictures of cats (I really missed Cammy already),
and a quick and delightful run through the Gallery of Modern Art, where these sweet knitted cacti (by Daphne Wright) were on display.
The best street in Scotland, and possibly the whole universe, has to be Victoria Street, near Edinburgh Castle.
sweet bookshop (Old Town Bookshop)
a yarn shop!!
K1 Yarns is a light and airy boutique LYS, selling lots of local yarn. They have their own brand of yarn, named Scappa (it's the stuff in the bigger lime green shelving).
Since Scappa is from Orkney Islands, where I was about to head to, I decided to get something from some other Scottish island.
Some subtly variegated (but non-clown-barfy) tweedy fingering weight from the Isle of Harris, part of the Hebrides. It might be a touch itchy for socks, and I'm thinking it would make a really cozy cabled book cover, or a lined shawl.
We did hit some non-book, non-yarn sites, including Edinburgh castle.
The weather was so freakishly nice, that the person ahead of us in line was actually from Edinburgh, visiting the castle for the first time to enjoy the sunshine.
Another gato guard! The (human) guards switch out every hour in front of this war memorial. This one was so, ridiculously, supermodel handsome. I bet he could repel weapons with his face, zoolander-like.
We skipped Stirling Castle to visit this absolutely stunning cemetery in Stirling (in search of DH's relatives). Fortunate are the souls buried here!
Next time: Points north, sheeps, and more yarn