I have to admit that growing up I hated fair season.
To me it meant nothing more than dancing on hot concrete stages that were every form of uncomfortable and I never got to do any of the fun stuff, like rides or games – except for once. Of course the piece de resistance of bad fair experiences was in high school when I volunteered to do a “Say No to Drugs” Puppet show, only to arrive at the booth to discover that I’d have to spend all afternoon sitting under a table next to the Vote No on 9 people. Not cool.
Nevertheless, when Maine fair season kicked off last week, I was thrilled and have now gone to not one, but two fairs. Since I took hundreds of photos, I’ma gonna break this up into two posts.
First, Marjorie, the woman who essentially taught me to knit, called and asked if I’d like to go with her to the Common Ground Fair. Run by the Maine Organic Farmers and Gardens, this is meant one thing to us knitters: fiber, yarn, and the creatures that wrought it.
We had beautiful warm weather and a fantastic time.
There were pie cones:
Lots of fiber:
Spinning (which I really really want to learn, weaving too):
Llamas:
Sheep:
Sheep Herding:
And it wasn’t all about knitting-related things, we also saw Native american dancers and drummer, chair makers, basket weavers, and boat builders.
But we did both some some lovely golden yarn from Enchanted Knoll Farms. Because really, it’s all about the yarn, right?
September 29, 2008 at 10:50 AM
Incredible photo of the cows looking at each other. Wow!
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October 6, 2008 at 12:11 PM
Wynter is obsessed with the llamas & sheep near our house right now. She gets upset when we have to keep going when we drive by them. She says “llama sheeps! llama sheeps! llama sheeps!” totally adorable and quickly annoying at the same time. Also she has still not caught on that sheep is a plural form of sheep. Ah, well…
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September 30, 2009 at 6:01 AM
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