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The Fibre Nook Blog

The Wool Wanderers Find a Home by Deb Witwicki

Just follow the thread. At its essence, that is the work that we knitters and crocheters do. Whether we set off on some whimsical design of our own or use a pattern, we follow the yarn as the fabric emerges on its way to becoming something that is much greater than the sum of the stitches.
So, it is not surprising that this penchant for following the threads is how the staff of The Fibre Nook knit themselves together as a joyous and dedicated company.
Previous Fibre Nook newsletters have given glimpses of the story of the shop's co-owners Ros and Leslie as well daytime manager Clifton Price. Now we weave in Diana Crump and Sarah Rostron, both part-timers at the shop since its early days.
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Leslie was born in Manhattan and grew up in The Garment District, by Deb Witwicki

An active imagination might readily map the story from these iconic beginnings to Leslie’s current location at The Fibre Nook, where she is co-owner with Ros Gullickson. However, more detail is welcome for the delight of getting to know Leslie better and the need to dispel the obvious, but incorrect, conclusions this introduction might provoke.

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The Scent of a Woolen, by Deb Witwicki


The life cycle of wool, from sheep to shop and onto the needle, is bred in the bone of Fibre Nook co-owner Ros Gullickson. She was born in the little town of Bairnsdale in southeastern Victoria, Australia. Her grazier father raised sheep and cattle and grew such crops as barley and oats on a farm in a small community near the Gippsland Lakes.

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Knitting Needles: Not Just Women’s Weapons, by Deb Witwicki

What would Papa (Clifton Price’s paternal grandfather) make of his strapping, six-foot grandson knitting up a little dishcloth?

That question was on Price’s mind as he travelled to Ontario six years ago to visit both sets of his grandparents. It wasn’t as if the young man was put off by what people might think of him knitting. After all, he was then clicking his needles in the Alberta oil fields where he worked as Measurement Well Drilling Engineer, fending off such comments from the roughnecks as, “Come on man, you’re not fxxxing knitting?”

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