Sheeps

saturday i packed up the mini and drove out to cummington for the Mass Sheep and Wool Festival.  it was warm and sunny, and with my large iced coffee from DD i was all set. i waited a bit for elisa to call to coordinate so that i didn't show up at the festival alone, but that call never came. ahem. 

i arrived at the fairgrounds not 5 minutes before running into carole.  shortly aftewards, i met abi who also looked oddly familiar to me although we had never met.    at these fibery events i always feel like dorothy must have felt when she wakes up from her "dream" in oz...laurie was there, and martha, and claudia, and maggie and juno and .....  so take that elisa and kellee. 

while the others went a little nuts over the fiber (i'm the only non-spinner in the bunch and considering my less than positive spinning experience i may stay that way for awhile) i went and talked to the animals.  ahh there's nothing like the smell of sheep in the morning.

meet bah marley, the rasta sheep.

the "laine" ranger -- high ho silver away!!

other friendly furry faces...

 

nice eyebrows dude.

here's waldo

and the cummington scuba diving team

 
and this guy with the 4 horns. 

and baby sheep sweetness in a tight white t-shirt.

after all that sun, and fiber, and friends and sheep, i followed martha, laurie, and claudia back to cate's for the blegger.  because that's what a person needs before a 2 hour drive home.  beer.  and plenty of pizza to soak it up.  it was a perfect ending to a wonderful day.  everything that cate said in her blog post and more.

by the way, small child succeeding where i failed.  maybe if i had the hat....