Knit Lit

The one where I almost bought the farm…literally, not figuratively

I took off early Thursday, and Hubby took me to SAFF.

That allows me to officially cross #42 off my 101 in 1,001 list.  I had a great time.  It felt good to be surrounded by people who share the same interest as me.  My hands itched to touch everything I saw, and I gave into the urge.  I touched, squeezed and fondled anything and everything.  Hee! Fondled.  Sorry, that’s the 6th grader coming out in me.

Outside, the agricultural center is in the middle of gorgeous mountains that were showing the colors of fall.  Inside, there were knitters and spinners and yarn.

Boy, oh, boy was there yarn.  I looped that arena three times before I bought one thing.  There was so much, I could not choose.  Now, I am not normally inhibited by indicision.  This was overwhelming.  I had to have a system.  I had to overlook all batts.  I don’t know how to spin, so I did not want to use up my resources on fiber that would sit on the shelf.  I did not stop to look at anything I could get at home.  There was no pausing over needles or knitted/woven garments.  I think it was a pretty good strategy.  Look at what I scored:

That is 1,000 yards of worsted weight wool from Miss Babs. I scored it 50% off, too.

Next, I scored a wonderful little print from Conni Togel.  These are so cute, I had to force myself not to buy them all.

Yummy autumn hued sock yarn from the Sanguine Gryphon.

The Brooks Farm booth is where my eyes crossed, and my heart began to pound.  This is yarn crack.  Seriously, I thought about selling blood to be able to buy more.

Excuse the blurry photo.  This yarn is so lovely that it makes my hand shake every time I see it.  It is also the only yarn that I had my picture taken with.  I think when Hubby is gone; I might just marry it.

Delly Delights Farm was my final yarn purchase.  It is by far the softest.  There is very little that can be softer than 100% alpaca.

I also spent some time and funds at the Blue Ridge Soap Shed. It is run by a retired chemistry professor and his wife.  I ended up buying 11 bars.  They are all scrumptious.  I’m serious.  They are so tasty I wanted to eat them.

I have never used homemade soap.  I’ve been skeptical about the claim that they would be superior to store-bought soap.  The scents are real, not fake.  As soon as I stepped into the shower this morning, the scent from the soap enveloped the room.  I know it is cliched to say it felt like a spa, but it is true.  At first, I thought it wasn’t much better than commercial products, but I had to remind myself that there was no yucky chemicals in it.  This soap is great and everyone should try it.

The animals were so cute, too.  These alpacas sang to us every time we walked into the barn.

The llamas were so soft.

I missed the sheep and goats, but a lady had the cutest little lamb she carried around.

There were also bunnies everywhere.  There were big ones and little ones.  There were white ones and gray ones.  They were all so cute.  And I almost brought one home.  I wanted to hug him and squeeze him and name him George.  Hubby said it was up to me, but I could hear the panicked chatter in his head praying I would not really bring one home. Maybe next year.

Also, we celebrated my Mom’s 50th 49th birthday.

Today is her actual birthday.  Happy Birthday, Mom!

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October 27, 2008 - Posted by | 101 in 1001, Knitters, Knitting, Yarn

3 Comments »

  1. So. Very. Jealous! Wow. I’ve also heard that panicked voice when I’ve talked about getting an alpaca. ;-) We have a deal now…no sports cars, no farm animals. *snicker* It’s working pretty well so far.

    Comment by Bubblesknits | October 27, 2008

  2. Ok where is the bunny picture?

    Comment by Buck | October 28, 2008

  3. Uh! Thanks for the change to the correct birthday number. I’m certainly not going to miss this yearly ritual. No more birthdays for me. Thanks for the wonderful party!

    You’re right about the soaps! I’m hooked!

    Comment by Mom (better known as Nana) | October 29, 2008


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