Well.

I seem to have created this weird sort of haven for myself where there are good things pretty much wherever I turn.  With the exception of the very loud train, which I have more or less gotten used to (surprise!), I am ridiculously content here.  This morning I browsed the fabric and yarn store next door, came back for lunch and some knitting time, and then spent a few hours walking around the downtown area where there is an art store (geared towards kids, but still) and a quilt store, as well as a nice little cafe for my routine Saturday afternoon iced mocha.  I think there is a bookstore nearby too, but I'm trying to pace myself.