This year's Fiber Festival was great. The temperatures were wonderful and I didn't spend too terribly much.
I drove an older friend down, with another acquaintance. They went off one way and I went another. First I took the wool that had been riding around in my car trunk for a couple months to my usual woolen mill. A bag of white shetland and another of black. I am going to have it layered into roving. The two bags weighed up to about 13 pounds in the grease, with some dirt in it. I should still get a big wack back. That didn't count as a purchase, I was paying for services.
I did find my yarn for another Color Affection: a creamy white, a light blue heather, and a dark blue heather. All fingering weight, all luciously soft. Yum.
A few other sundries, including a red tote with adjustable handles, and lots of pockets. One side has a embroidered picture of a knitting sheep. The other just side just says "I knit so I don't kill people.". I had to have it.
And, oh yes, I bought an inkle loom. But it was a real bargain.
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