Posted on October 22, 2013 at 1:53 pm
I go to Rhinebeck every year with a list of resolutions that I unfailingly break.
This year the list was something like,
1. look at more sheep.
2. no new fiber. My spinning time budget is already committed until my 11 year old graduates from college.
3. buy something from a totally new vendor I’ve never met before.
4. bring home some colors that aren’t found on the forest floor.
5. Hang out.
So how did I do?
1. Pass. Technically, since I hardly ever look at the sheep, and I did walk through the breed barn once in a daze, I can claim that I looked at more sheep. And I did snap some cute alpacas.
I can’t tell from the angle I was at if they were nuzzling, or if the ‘pacaherd was holding their bridles together so they had no choice but to look all sweet on each other, kinda like Doris Day and Rock Hudson.
2. Fail. Here is the culprit: a large carded BFL batt from Spinner’s Hill, about one and a half pounds worth of exuberant warm colors:
I am increasingly looking for woolen prepped fibers as I realize I am a sweater spinner, not a sock spinner, and nothing sets the stage for a nicer version of my sweater yarn than a woolen prep. I could have also fallen down for the pile of Enchanted Knoll batts hanging out at the Tsock Tsarina‘s booth, but they were fully pillaged by the time I got there. ::phew::
But I am proud that I came home with only one sweater’s worth of fluff. Oh, and there is a pretty nice Cotswold Cormo cross fleece I forgot to pick up, but technically it was a gift. I suspect it will find its way to me in the next week or so since the fellow who gave it to me was insistent that I had to take it. And since the fellow was Norm Hall, who am I to say no? I just forgot. And my feet hurt. Sorry, Norm.
How did I do with the yarn purchases?