Mountains of fiber, beautiful shades of yarn everywhere, bargains to boggle the mind, and the cutest angora rabbit in the world. (ok. it's the only one I've ever seen.)
It rained buckets on Friday night as I drove to knitting buddy Tammy Mill's home to spend the night. Then, it was 4:30 AM and time to leave, again, in the pouring rain... for Rhinebeck. I think we were somewhere in NJ when I noticed that the skies had cleared and then THE SUN came out. The day was cold and wonderful. And the rain? It started again as we entered NJ on our way home.
Pictures of the yarn that followed me home to follow........soon as I find my camera.