It is the Maryland Sheep and Wool festival, right? So I’ll start with the sheep.
Like, the herds of us all converging on the fairgrounds Saturday morning. I’d driven down with a friend and her husband, and we got in so late Friday night that we didn’t rush out the door Saturday morning. When we got off the highway, around 11am, we were in a long line of cars waiting to get in.
As we were slowly making our way to an available row of parking, I saw Jessica walking out from the fair–on her way to drop more fiber into her already overflowing car. I definitely shrieked and rushed to roll down a window, but eventually just opened the door to shout hi. My friend (not a blogger) muttered, “60,000 people, and within 2 minutes you run into someone you know . . .”
The three of us made our way into the fair and were completely overwhelmed within the first 5 minutes. Probably because we started out in the Tess booth. I’d already planned, before arriving, that I was going to leave with Tess yarn, so I was feeling pressure to pick something right away. Confused and looking for some help, a woman next to me asked if I was Minty–it was Kelp! I fear I wasn’t very coherent at the time. We left Tess empty handed, resolved to return.
And then we just went up and down and back and forth, bleating along with the sheep and exclaiming at the cuteness and the noisiness and the bags and bags of fleece. My friend was desperate to buy some, but I still have no desire to spin.
My mom joined us at the sheep shearing, and then we did lunch. Is it just us, or is it slightly weird to be walking around watching sheep get primped, buying their fleece, and then, um, eating them? But eat them we did, going straight to the “Pit Lamb” booth and then standing in a long line for a Lime Fizz (a Maryland/DC fair staple; I’ve loved Lime Fizz forever).
I ran into more bloggers–the Columbia crew of Coleen, Jen, and Diane said hi. Mom and I wandered to where the blogger meetup was supposed to happen, but I didn’t see too many people. Nova came over, though, so I got to meet her, Special K, and Lil Sir. I called Liz–love that she answered her phone with “where are you?!” Turned out she and most of the other blogger folk were back on the lawn near the sheep shearing, so we went back over there, and met Ann (also of Crossroad Knits), and Trillian, and Turtlegirl, and saw Jessica again, and Kristy (who I’d run into earlier, too), and plenty more that I didn’t get a chance to talk to. Jess, the brilliant founder of Ravelry, came by with pins and to chitchat.
Aside: Liz is so much more petite than I’d expected–we stood on the steep hill so that we appear to be the same height.
Later in the afternoon Lolly and I met up and cruised the Main Exhibition Hall together, but for the most part my mom, my friend, and I shopped together. Yes, shopped. For yarn.
Next up, Minty builds an actual stash!!