Mr. Murder and I spent Saturday and Sunday at the Oregon Flock and Fiber Fest. Now I know all the devotees out there will cry "Rhinebeck!", but for me, nothing beats a well stocked wooly wonderland 20 minutes from my house.
This was my first fiber festival. Usually, I buy batts and roving online, and geographically, I've never lived close enough to a festival to make the trip. So... we went a little crazy stocking up.
I ended up with two 5lbs bags of mohair locks, 4.5lb of Navajo Churro batts, 3lbs of baby Llama, hand cards, and a new top whorl spindle.
I know. It's a sickness. Buuuut, I spent about a fourth of what I would have spent if I had purchased this online.
Tomorrow I'll do the rundown on vendor information and photos of animals and fiber, but right now I can't focus on anything except this baby llama and my hay fever.