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.
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.