I've read this before, but I wanted to remember what she wrote about medieval/Renaissance court life.
a heavy dose of fiber
Beautiful yarns! Cute animals! Friendly faces!
MDSW never seems to disappoint. And it was fun to take a weekend off from being a mom, too.
Thanks to knittish, for providing me a lovely place to stay while I was in town. I had a wonderful time, starting with hanging out at Knit Happens on Friday (we saw Aimee, knitgirl and The Knitting Nurse) and ending with a fun brunch on Sunday afternoon.
But on to the main event. We left early on Saturday morning, bummed that Travel Knitter couldn't join us, to beat the crowds and get a good parking spot. Some of you might have seen our balloon?


We walked around the festival and got our bearings while we waited for the booths to open.
Cute dwarf goats!


Pit lamb at eight in the morning? Ugh.

Then we camped in front of the Tess booth and ate strawberries and doughnuts while waiting for them to open. Darn them for pulling a tarp over the booth to prevent early browsing...

A utili-kilt!

As usual, I got a ton of Tess yarn. This year, I added Super Socks to the mix. Although I was so tempted to buy their new silk lace yarn. Ten dollars a skein! I restrained myself.






Sheep sharing a secret:


Then we headed to the Main Barn to walk around and check out the Cloverhill "co-op" of independents.


Goofy llama:

Cute alpacas:

We also couldn't resist the siren call of Socks That Rock this year, and we ended up in the line, after bumping into Kelly.




I wish I had my other camera lens, which gets better light and color, but I was on a yarn-shopping trip and didn't want to carry around two bulky camera lenses. Sigh.




Normally, we don't get a chance to walk around, but this year I didn't have to rush home to a baby/toddler, so we took our time. We ran into a lot of friends, including vibegrrl, fidgetknits, and small hands (aka chelsea). And we got to see the booth where Society for Creative Anachronism was holding court. Ha. Literally. I get such a kick out of their name.



Cute little felted sheep. His smile reflects how happy I was.

I wouldn't usually post a personal picture, so I'm just going to link to it and you can see me and knittish, tired and happy just before we left the festival.
Where's our car?

Can't wait 'til next year. We're thinking of maybe doing a tailgate breakfast. Anyone interested?







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