[I knew David was something of a celebrity, what with being a cute, geeky, straight guy who wears kilts and knits and all, but I didn't realize he had so much power in the blogosphere until I checked my stats and found that, in the last two days, his blog has sent over three hundred visitors here. Thanks, hon! And welcome, everyone!]
The weekend went too quickly. I wish that, like last year, I'd been able to get there Friday night and stay until Monday morning, but circumstances didn't permit, so I drove out and back both Saturday and Sunday. Saturday I took my guy and my friend Cassie, and Sunday I went on my own and hung out with David.
I'd been planning on only going on Saturday, but I didn't get to do everything I wanted to do, so I came back on Sunday and finally hooked up with some of the people I'd been wanting to see. We found Juno and Etherknitter looking at cashmere, and just a few minutes later I was spotted by Eklectika. Sunflowerfairy wore the shirt I designed for her CP shop and indulged my sweet tooth with some maple cotton candy. Most of the Sunday New Haven SnB crowd was there: Suzy, Rebecca, Emily, blogless Katie, and probably a few I've forgotten (sorry!). Edit: We also spent a little time with Mel! His kilt is verrah sexy.
I missed a bunch of people, too... I really wanted to meet CygKnit, Cheryl, SpiderWoman, and Paul, (this list keeps getting longer as I read people's blogs this morning) but our paths didn't cross. Jenny and I were going to hang out, but issues with three crappy mobile phone service providers killed that plan.
I bought a few things, actually spending less this year in spite of having a bigger budget. I picked up two US#2 bamboo circs so I can start a new lace project with some recycled yarn. As I was walking through one of the barns, this beautiful Corriedale roving called out to me and wouldn't let me walk away without it.
While I have the ability to spin it, I want to have Jenny spin it for me, since she's much better than I am.
On my first trip through Building A on Sunday, I stopped at the Brooks Farm booth and saw some Primero in a red and black colorway. I fondled it and told it that I'd probably come back for it later. By the time I came back, it was gone, but its pewter-colored cousin was eager to come home with me.
I think it's going to be a lace shawl, maybe another out of Victorian Lace Today.
Sunday was a tough day for me, with both physical and emotional pain, but I'm glad I went to the festival. How else would I have met beauties like these?