Another Sheep and Wool Festival has come and gone, and once again I have post-festival exhaustion.
I arrived at the airport just as Anne and Kim were approaching on the highway. They picked me up at the airport and we managed to find room in the car for me and my bags, then away we went to the cottage that Anne had rented for the weekend. It was located on the grounds of a small horse farm and it was absolutely gorgeous, if a bit dusty.
And maybe a little buggy. There were several spiders in the bathtub who were just waiting to spirit one of us away. Luckily Anne took a shower and did a little re-creation of the opening scenes of Saving Private Ryan with the shower head, and the little critters did not bother us much more for the rest of the trip.
On Friday afternoon we went to the CIA’s Escoffier restaurant for lunch. It was fantastic, of course. For me, the best part was the mushroom soup – not heavy at all, lots of finely-chopped mushroom and a nice nutty taste. It was awesome.
Our waiter, Jeff, was also the creator of one of the desserts that Kim got. Yes, “one of”. Kim seems to have this special rule for vacations that says any dessert is fair game.
Let me take a moment to talk about my hosts and companions for this trip. Anne (of Knitspot.com) is one of the kindest people I’ve had the pleasure to meet. She’s written scores of patterns and has lead a fascinating life, but she’s completely unassuming and, dare I say, a bit nerdy. (I dig nerdy and I mean that in the best possible way, Anne.)
Kim is equal parts super hero, knitter, and mom. Close your eyes for a moment and think of the most dynamic woman you know. You know, someone who really has their game together and can keep their eyes on a dozen different fires at once. Okay, now open your eyes so you can keep reading. Kim is twice that with a double scoop of fabulous thrown in.
So, clearly, I had awesomely cool housemates.
Right, back to the CIA. After lunch, Kim bought a book from the bookstore that was co-authored by the maitre’d of the restaurant, so she took it back in to get autographed. Anne and I hung out on the grounds outside and waited for her. when she showed up, she told us that she’d spoken to him and discovered that he had a secret identity.
He’s a spinner.
It started when he went to a couple of fiber fairs with his wife and did the whole “holding the purse” routine. And then he saw someone spinning on a wheel. And he was enthralled. So we all went back inside, Anne bought a copy of the book too, and we took a picture. (Unfortunately my picture sucked.) We would see him later at the Ravelry party and at Rhinebeck.
I could not sleep Friday night, which kind of impacted my ability to enjoy Saturday. But the three of us did venture into the Fair to experience all sorts of fibery ecstasy. As soon as we walked in, we went to Briar Rose fibers and Kim got a couple of skeins shoved into her bag straight away.
Throughout the fair I ran into a lot of knitters and fiber-related folks. Some of them I knew through this blog or through their blogs; some I’d met before.
Saturday night we made a brief stop by the Ravelry party but we didn’t stay, which was fine by me. I really, really would have liked to stay and talk with my buddy Enchanting Juno a little more, but did I mention I hadn’t slept in over 24 hours? The Briar Rose party was our next stop and its low-key atmosphere was very, very welcome. Besides, I got to meet Amy Singer of Knitty.com.
My brother, his wife and my nephew showed up and I went back to Connecticut with them for the evening. I got to meet my nephew’s new puppy Bodie, who barked at me like I was a home invader until I finally coaxed him into eating a few treats from my hand.
On Monday, Kim and Anne and I went out to Woodstock and wandered about the town for a while. We had lunch at a place – I believe it was Joshua’s – that had really, really good matzoh ball soup. I had seconds. It was so good that I’m making some chicken soup in my kitchen right now (my house smells better than yours at the moment).
Then we went by a little . . . I’m not sure what it was – an enclave? It’s called CraftsPeople and they have all kinds of cool art for sale. I found a gorgeous ceramic mug that I could not live without.
As we were driving back, Kim asked me about my photography. She meant to say “Do you sell your pictures or just keep them for your own satisfaction”, but she chose “enjoyment” in mid-sentence and what came out sounded a lot like “Do you sell your picures or just keep them for your own sad enjoyment?” We had quite a bit of fun with that. Which is why I am now blogging it for my own sad enjoyment.
And eventually, I had to come home. I miss my travelling companions and I miss Rhinebeck. There was plenty more which I’m sure I am missing at the moment, but as the memories drift back into focus I’ll post updates.