After skipping the New York Sheep and Wool festival (aka Rhinebeck, as if you didn’t know) last year, I anticipated this year’s festival extra hard. I even finished a sweater, though it was too warm to wear it.
Not much shopping happened. I picked up a few botanic-dyed scarves from my favorite vendor, but I was otherwise quite restrained.
What did happen?
Cooing over sheep
fondling yarn
eating the traditional made-by-Neal lunch
critter parades
And most important of all: visiting with chums. Be sure to check out Gale’s Rhinebeck post for the most delightful pictures of all!
I’m already dreaming of next year.
