This last Saturday, I woke up with not much planned to do. In a bit of a mood, as well — I had stayed up a little too late the previous night at a party, and the morning was wet and gloomy. Despite this, I didn’t want to spend the whole day holed up in my apartment, and I remembered about the Powhatan Festival of Fiber. So, I shrugged into some clothes and got on the road, for about a 45 minute drive. While the drive itself was uneventful, it was a bit emotional as I was dealing with personal stuff — partially why I had such impetus for getting out of the apartment and actually doing something, even if it was to wander a fiber festival, all by myself, in the drizzle.
As I was parking, I remembered that there would be lots of yarn and other fiber-related things to tempt me into buying them. Seeing as I was already pushing my budget for the month, I set a strict one-skein-only limit, no more than $35. (I knew that I would want to come home with at least something!)
I wandered from booth to booth, petting all the lovely skeins and hanks of yarn. The smells of festival food wafted through the damp air. I resisted buying a funnel cake. (Can funnel cakes be vegan? I don’t even know…) As I made my way to the back of the fair, I noticed a pen.
Alpacas! (I later saw the white alpaca get sheared.)
There were also sheep being sheared, next to a couple pens of different breeds of sheep and goats. I got to pat a baby goat on its head; it had tiny little triangular horn nubs — adorable!
Further down the row, there was also a booth selling angora rabbits. I did not buy one. Although, tempting. So fluffy!
In the end, I wandered around some more for a while, browsing all the booths (sometimes twice, because I hadn’t really planned a path), before deciding on a skein of yarn. There was only a single skein in its colorway, hanging on a rack surrounded by other beautifully colored hanks of yarn. But I kept coming back to this one.
The picture does not really do it justice. It is lovely and soft, with beautiful tones of greens and blues. A sock yarn from Unplanned Peacock. The colorway name is Frog… but the colors more remind me of a peacock than a frog. I am not sure what I plan to do with it yet — I’m leaning towards a sock-yarn shawl; too pretty to hide under a pair of shoes! Now to browse Ravelry for all the possible options. Swoon.
ETA: oh, there was so much Papyrus font used by the vendors! Egad!