I started spinning in the morning again. Every morning used to have some sort of fiber work (play), but then it just stopped. I stopped, and didn’t realize that I was missing it. It’s been nice to start the day with
Rhinebeck Sheep and Wool is one of my favorite days of the year. Everyone I know, knows this. Jess isn’t available the third Sunday of October… ever. She’s at Rhinebeck, and she’s giddy. GIDDY!
This year I drove up by myself, after a night around the campfire… We’ll just say I didn’t leave as early as I wanted to. It happens. Everything was perfect… the weather, the people, and the crowd size. I spoke to vendors and the occasional fiber enthusiast that I may have bumped into. I got lunch from one of my favorite vendors at the fairground. I bought yarn, fiber, and combs. It was just a great day.
My main accomplishment so far this week, is me getting back to spinning. I managed about 56 yards of some Merino yesterday and then started on this angora that I’ve been working on for a while. The staple length is a little shorter than it’s supposed to be, and that’s making it more difficult than it should be. That seems to be a normal thing around here. A little progress is better than no progress at all, right?
More adventures in knitting. I started this hat/cowl/hood tube thing a few weekends ago. I’m trying to not work on Knot By Gran’ma projects during the weekend, in the hopes that I will actually finish something for myself. The only problem is knitting is not a fast activity for me, so it might be summertime before I can model this.
This past weekend was the NYS Sheep and Wool Festival at Rhinebeck… or affectionately called Rhinebeck for us yarnies. I take the Sunday of each year to go, leaving Hubs home to man the fort and take care of the children. It’s my day to just walk around and touch and feel and chat about yarn. I try not to smell it, because as much as I love the smell of wool… kind of creepy. Creepy wool and fiber peeps are… well creepy.