I went to NH Sheep and Wool. It was good. My mother and father drove up from Boston to see the 'rural frolic' and were surprised by how many people were there and how happy and friendly everyone was. Eager to talk about their interests: the llama, the lambs, the spinning or weaving or knitting. My mom took pictures of animals. They did not buy themselves spinning materials.... but Cassie warmly complimented me on my enabling skills, and at least one person said I had taught her to spin on a spindle in the awful weather last year and now she has a wheel... It warms the heart, it really does. Which may make up for the peer pressure that got me to buy a Golding spindle...
I met up with a number of alpacas
Cassie and Juno and Etherknitter and Julia and Kelly and Theresa and MamaCate and Helen and Marcy and Jessica-who-works-one-day-a-week (not often enough) -down-the-hall-from-me and the effectively blogless Sarah...
Doug vended. I believe he also encountered a Golding.
I bought a whitish Romney sheep fleece from Brimstone Hollow Farm and a black alpaca fleece (Jazzmin).
( not a very good picture, sorry)
And roving for three pairs of socks... and a felting mat and Juno and I split a pound of roving of perfect beauty... I should NOT go back today.