Nothing ever goes as planned around here, so we – me, the spreadsheet and random number generator – had to draw another name for the earrings (which I hear are awesome), because the original winner doesn’t wear “fish hook” style earrings.
So the new winner for those is Gaylen! If by chance anyone else has won a prize they won’t use, please let me know. I assure you it won’t hurt my feelings to find these wonderful prizes the right home.
Now, let’s talk about Saturday, which will make the title to this post clear…
Note my weather-beaten hair, and that the Knight and Kathy‘s husband were both taking photos at the same time, so we didn’t know where to look and we were all laughing like crazy.
We journeyed to the Shenandoah Fiber Festival to meet Kathy and her husband. It was the Knight’s first fiber festival, and after the food treats I’d brought home from Montpelier, we were both a little disappointed in the food offerings, but otherwise, it was a great festival. The vendors are mostly in three “real” buildings, with walls, concrete floors and everything, so even though it poured a time or two, it wasn’t miserable.
To compare and contrast the two fall festivals, I’d say that Montpelier offers more “festival foods” and more yarn, while Shenandoah offers more animals and fiber, plus those buildings to keep the weather off of the shoppers, the sellers and those beautiful products.
While I didn’t buy much, it was exceptionally educational to walk through with Kathy and her friend Shelly, both of whom know a LOT more about spinning and fiber than I do. I learned that BFL is my friend (long, strong, soft locks make for easy spinning for a novice), and that I don’t have much of an eye for color. Specifically, I have to take a bit of fiber in my hands and pre-draft it a bit to get an idea of how the yarn might look, while Kathy can just glance at a massive bag/bucket/whatever of fiber and KNOW which color will dominate the finished handspun product.
Even with my inability to interpret what the fiber I buy will look like as yarn, I knew this Grudy Neopolitan needed to come home with me. (Yes, the truly observant might have noticed that I bought the 1.5 pounds left! It’s my first “massive” fiber purchase.) Personally, I’m already calling it the Gretchen colorway, for very obvious reasons. I think it will be a shawl or vest for me one of these days.
In a nice touch of irony, Shelly had purchased some of the very same fiber earlier in the day. (Kathy might have too, but I can’t recall…) Shelly was calling the colorway “Bacon” which if not for the PANK mixed with the colors of Gretchen’s own hair, I might be inclined to agree that name is spot-on! It’s also a mohair blend.
Because I showed such great restraint she’s just cool like that, Kathy brought me some of her Gypsyknits BFL roving. She had no way of knowing that Anita had gifted me several sample-sized roving/fleece/fiber bits from different sources, and that just Friday night, I’d grabbed the Gypsyknits BFL and fallen in love… (Note to my other novice spinner-friends out there… Falkland wool is a dream to spin too.)
We saw some beautiful leaves/trees on Saturday, but these are from Haddon Wood. It really was a most wonderful day!