SAFF Stories
An entire week to post about SAFF...I'm a real slacker! Better late than never, I suppose!
We started off at 8 a.m.
Co-pilot....check.

Handknit socks...check.

Simian companions...check.

Maurice wanted to drive, but I convinced him that he'd have a much better time riding shotgun with Steve. Bongo, the little guy on the dashboard, got to have front row view for all the scenery...and he got to come inside the festival, since the cheeky little thing hid in my bag!
When we got there, we went straight for the goodies.

And weren't disappointed:


The monkeys were a bit concerned they might not be warmly embraced by attendees, since some of their avian kind were threatening:

Inside was all yarn, roving, wheels, locks and happy fiber folk.

I bought a few goodies. First, some roving from Wauka Valley Farms:

And some lovely stuff from Carolina Homespun:

And some silky goodness from Yarnsmiths, handpainted by Danette Taylor:

I also picked up a bunch of old mags and pattern books:

And I'll leave you with this image--desperate or not?:

Enjoy your day!








