When Mr. N got offered his job here in Lancaster last fall, one of the first things I did was scope out the local yarn scene. I was sad to see there didn’t seem to be a ton in the area we’d be living in, but figured I’d do plenty of yarn-related travel here. Then, I heard tell of a woman who sold local wool at the twice weekly farmer’s market. Promising! And, not long before the move, I heard that the very same woman was soon going to be opening a yarn shop! Brilliant! I hadn’t been in Lancaster too long before I passed the shop, with the windows papered over and a note that it would be open soon.