It was a lovely, warm fall day. Too warm. My poor February lady ended up back in the car for the day. But the leaves were amazing. The rain cleared up. The parking lot guy got us out of the mud. We got high on wool fumes. I got my wheel. (Did I mention that?)
Love that Soak had a booth. Into the Whirled did not disappoint. My friend scored some great yarn at the Miss Babs booth, and we all drooled over the crazy-soft qiviut.
Next year- a fleece? A class? Oh... The possibilities.
