The Kid n Ewe (& Llamas, Too) Fiber Fair was held in Boerne, TX this past weekend, and I road-tripped it with friends of mine who had to miss last month’s yarn crawl.
There are something like 20 pictures in this post, so I’m hiding it behind a jump. Anyone reading from RSS: sorry, and would you also like some spam, a la Monty Python?
We began the day at The Dodging Duck pub. Note to fiber fair organizers everywhere: sites that are near “destination” restaurants automatically give us one more reason to go to your show! The weather was in the mid 70s (24C), so we sat out on the porch and had a great view of the ducks across the street:
All filled up with German sausage plates (and pretzels, and potato salad, and cheese, and raspberry mustard) we got to the the fair grounds and headed to the barns to see if there were any animals to look at. There were some goats just hanging out in their pens, and a few were friendly enough for us to pet:
Just a side note – us city slickers always try to step carefully in these situations. I found there was much more immediacy to the “Watch where you step” advice since I was wearing my Vibram FiveFingers Classics. Feeling the ground through your shoes is all well and good until there’s manure underfoot!
I successfully avoided the lure of rovings and batts that I don’t really know how to work with yet, but I did pick up a couple of Christmas presents from Cibolo Creek Alpacas. This bunny made of felted alpaca looks cute from the right angle:
The fiber is wrapped around a bar of soap and felted lightly, just enough that it’s going to hold on. It makes a sort of built-in washcloth, and as you use it supposedly the fiber continues to felt and stay snug around the diminishing bar of soap.
The next building we went to held mostly wool vendors, and contained the entire reason for the trip (well, aside from that German sausage plate)… Plain & Fancy Sheep and Wool Co:
I’d been waiting months for this, and planning to buy up a year’s worth of yarn. I’ve been promising chunky house slippers to my chilly feet for weeks now. I talked in my Prismatic Scarf post about why I love this yarn so much. Isn’t it gorgeous stuff?
I had fun pulling any skein that caught my eye, with my long-suffering friends holding the skeins that overflowed my arms. When I started crunching numbers, even though the skeins cost a few dollars less than I’d remembered, I discovered the need to, as Tim Gunn would say, “edit!” So I mostly stuck to the variegated colors that you just can’t find in a Malabrigos or don’t generally want to pay for in a Manos. Did I mention these skeins are 400 yds, vs Manos Silk’s 150yds? One skein is enough to make a scarf as tall as I am. I’ll wait while those of you who know me in real life stop snickering. Ahem. 5′ is totally a respectable length for a scarf.
I’m going to make my slippers out of it, and hopefully I’ll have enough left over for a head scarf. The DH picked out the purple and green (third from the front, on the left) for his slippers. The purple was actually “too purple” for him — first time he’s ever said that about anything! I have a few cousins who’d be happy to get a scarf in that color, though… I’m thinking reversible cables.
Since I’d just spent my entire yarn budget, I felt fairly safe in ogling the next vendor over, Brooks Farm Yarn:
I admire their gorgeous plies, but I have a hard time thinking of a pattern, even just stockinette, that would show off rather than obscure how pretty the yarn is. I have their contact info now, so I can track them down if I think of what to make with this:
We quickly looked around the rest of the space, and ended up in conversation with a woman at The Weavery at Indian Meridian’s booth. My friend was interested in her compact, transverse spinning wheel, and she cheerfully gave us information even though she wasn’t selling the wheels. At a certain point my Protestant ethics kicked in (every bit as debilitating as Catholic guilt, sometimes) and I felt like I ought to buy something from her since she was spending time on us. (That’s my story and I’m sticking with it.) She had a mini skein of beautifully plied sock yarn, spun from four colors of her roving and plied to itself. It was only $7 for enough merino roving to make a pair of socks:
I don’t expect I’ll produce anything nearly as nice as Brooks Farm’s, but I’ll give it a go. Fifteen minutes a day… as with exercise programs, starting seems to be the hardest part.
Since we were already down in that part of the state, we decided to drop in at The Tinsmith’s Wife. I’d only been there during yarn crawl and wanted to take a closer look around. My friend found several skeins of yarn, and I was pleasantly surprised to learn that they have two shop cats in addition to the porch cat. I guess they’d been locked away so as not to be underfoot when there was so much traffic through the store. Understandable, since Noro clearly isn’t about to give up his chair to us:
I also discovered this gem; a customer had found this awesome pattern for a swine flu mask:
I’m really tempted to make that. But first, my toes remind me I’ve got some slippers to knit.