Rhinebeck was fun. The people were fun to be with. No one I know drank too much, although it must be said that Norma said, stone cold sober, with absolute conviction, that flecks were very important.
She is right, of course.
I did not need to buy anything, but I managed to. The Woodchuck's stall was as seductive as I have always been told. I restrained myself the first day and only bought 2 ounces of Blue-Faced Leicester to spin on a Charis spindle as I walked around. This was supposed to make me buy less. I think opaque contacts lenses would work better.
Mostly I just want to say I got home in four hours, and yes, there were big gusts of wind and I hope Linda and Helen get home okay.
Possibly more when I get a night's sleep.
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There are very few people who could be as observant, in as few words, about peacock tails. It was a pleasure seeing you, despite my inability to collect pictures of your feet.
Flecks? WTF?
I'm glad to know that I helped cinch the deal on the flecks. Glad to help. It was so great to hang with you on Saturday. Nobody does the fair quite like you, it was a blast. I missed you on Sunday, what happened? I was hoping for the drop spindle lesson. Did you hear I had success on my first sit down at a wheel? Now I really am thinking about getting one.....
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