Wednesday, October 24, 2012


The bags (of clothing and wool) are unpacked, the groceries bought, the laundry launched, and I'm back into my usual routine. It's a good time to reflect on the pleasures of last weekend. There was lots of beautiful hand-dyed wool, the sort I cannot get at my LYS,

Hanks of gorgeousness from Briar Rose.
there were sheep, alpacas, and lamas,

A lama kiss about to happen (I wasn't as brave).
humans in utilikilts,

knitters strolling in a state of bliss,

and fall colours at their peak.

Heaven. Where else can you walk up to total strangers and ask to feel what they're wearing?