Planning family vacations in my house is tricky. With three schedules to coordinate, it is not as straight forward as it once was, but occasionally, our schedules converge and we are able to achieve escape velocity and that is how I found myself on at the corner of Don Gaspar.

This past week was one of those rare occasions when our schedules aligned, and we were able to get away to the drier climes of New Mexico. Not only was the weather delightful and the scenery spectacular, but on a quick tour of Santa Fe, I stumbled upon some crochet.

We had begun the day’s adventure at the Kakawa Chocolate House where we fortified ourselves with hot chocolate with a healthy dollop of whipped cream:

Ready for adventure, we made our way to the historic Santa Fe Plaza and after lunch and a museum, we found ourselves where Don Gaspar Avenue runs into East San Francisco Street, directly across from Houshang’s Gallery.

Nestled in what once served as a covered entrance to a building was a vendor with a remarkable array of handmade made items, not the least of which was this selection of crochet bags:

as well as these mandala-esque crochet coin purses:

In addition to crochet items there were these granddaughter worthy embroidered dresses:

and these hand sewn Kachina dolls which I loved for their color exuberance:

Once I had documented much of the vendor’s colorful wares, it was time to leave Santa Fe, which we did, by way of George R. R. Martin (of Game of Throne’s fame) Jean Cocteau Cinema and Coffee House:

Unfortunately for me, neither the Cinema or the Coffee House was open at the time, so instead of a cappuccino, I got this one last photo of a nearby train engine before we left town:

I don’t know where this particular visual adventure will lead me, but I have no doubt that at some point I will revisit it with hook in hand, and learn something I did not know I needed to learn.