On Sunday, Sister #2 brought Dad to meet us at the fairgrounds. Expert carder that he is, he wanted to see the Sheep to Shawl Competition. The problem was, because of the rain, they had plastic over the tent so you could barely see in. He has to use a walker so we couldn't get him inside the smallish tent.
The sheep were putting on quite a show this morning. Unlike yesterday, everyone wanted some attention. There was lots of nose petting and face scratching. Sheep can be the sweetest things when they are in the mood. They are a bit like cats in that way.
I dropped my sisters off in the main hall for some shopping and then went back to keep an eye on Daddio and.....he was gone. Even the blanket (hand woven) I had left for him was missing. I found him later in the food area looking for coffee and I found the blanket at the information desk. Some nice person had turned it into the Lost and Found.
It was a wonderful morning. Cool and overcast. There were no crowds at all. This is me in the bathroom. The REAL bathrooms-NOT the port-o-potties. There was no line. No people. Only us. It was nice and a bit surreal.
Since the weather was cooler than expected, Sister #1 borrowed my Color Play Shawl. I should have brought each of them one of my fancy shawls to parade around in. Beautiful shawls were everywhere today unlike yesterday.
While Sisters shopped, Daddio rested and I spun and people watched. It was a day for inspiring knitware.
This sweater won my Best in Show award. I was so happy she came near enough for me to sneak a photo. It is a masterpiece and I want one. I need to find this pattern. It is gorgeous.
Edited: It's Kaffe Fassett's Tumbling Blocks and I own the book!
I also ran into a very happy Miss Prodigy who was toting around a giant 8 lb bag of Border Leicester Fleece. I think. She told me twice what it was but 2 days of intense S&W excitement has left me brain dead. I haven't seen her in ages so it was nice to chat with her about wooly things again.
She promised to post her processing of this on Ravelry so I can see her progress. I know she reads this blog so she better not forget. I really want to see what she does with this. You know it's going to be incredible.
My sister's haul of the day doesn't look anything like mine, but to each his own. I do know that their soap smelled a whole lot better on the long car ride home than my stinky fleece.
By the end of the day I was tired but I didn't want to leave. I couldn't bring myself to say it was over for another year. Yesterday I had The Mister, #2 Son, Daughter and Son in Law with me and today I had both sisters and Daddio to share in the fun. This year's festival was a real family affair and I think it was the best year ever!
PS: I know you are not reading this because you really want to know what I did. I know you want to know what I bought. Here it is. The weekend haul. All of it. It too me 4 "photo shoots" before I remembered to include everything I bought. Tomorrow I will tell you all about it.
No doubt about it - we will definitely need a cart next year!
ReplyDeleteWoW your going to need an Ikea trip for more storage!
ReplyDeleteAwesome haul!! We were there on Sunday, too.
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I am jealous of your drop spindle abilities. I can't seem to get the hang of it, though I really want to.
ReplyDeleteIt took me YEARS to figure it out. Seriously. One night at about 3 am, I awoke with this idea that I could do it. I dug out my dusty old boat anchor of a spindle and some ratty old roving that I had abandoned in disgust and gave it a try and it clicked. It then took a long time to refine my new found skill. The secret is good pre-drafting of the fiber and a good spindle. The smaller and lighter the better. Good luck!
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