My wife is someone who claims they were "born in the wrong generation".
This is not your typical "I wish I were born in the era of free love and LSD" (because let's face it, between Grindr and Tindr, free love and drugs are easier to come by than ever before.
Nay. She believes she was meant to be an independent homemaker and gardener from times passed.
The Avocado Handweavers museum cemented that idea more so.
The tour was lovely, our guides were so so informative that even I learned some serious trade secrets of the massively delicate operation that is wool weaving. The history component is wonderful, and a step back into the tough times that happened here.
Watching the people work with their machines, and back to ways of old is impressive.
Give this place a try. The cafe is wonderful too, and the everything bagels smell great! read more