A Beautiful Weekend

I've been busy dyeing for weeks. This Saturday my friend Carolyn and I participated in a small sheep and wool festival. It was a beautiful event. Though the morning threatened rain, the sun came out by noon and it couldn't have been nicer.

Lots of people showed up, family dogs in tow, girls in long flowy dresses and skirts, ladies sporting hand-crafted hats, shawls, sweaters and scarves. There were men in kilts and weavers in pioneer wear. Re-enactments of sheep trials, bagpipe music, and sheep shearing, spinning and weaving were among the activities and demos. And, of course, food and crafts for kids.

I have to say that the quality of the vendors was superb, from authentic Scottish tartans to Cormo fleece I wanted to roll around in, to hand hooked, crocheted, and woven wool rugs, and of course hand-dyed yarns and rovings. All with the Hudson River gleaming in the background. And can I just say, thank God for Zyrtec!

I forgot my camera. I always must forget something, so this wasn't such a bad thing to forget considering. But my booth-mate Carolyn took some photos before the fair was open to the public and posted them on her blog. By the way, her handspuns were flying out of there. But she will list what's left in her etsy shop. You can't pet them online of course, but I will tell you that there were constant ooohs and ahhhs emanating from those that did Saturday!