I hereby declare that the next time you see this hat it will not longer…
Frankly, I have nothing but treats for today’s post. That’s how good the Franklin Fiber Twist was for me. Blogless Sharon (really, this is her official name now. Even Helen said so.) and I headed out Saturday morning and when we left Southeastern Massachusetts it was spitting snow. But as we drove west on Route 2, the sun peeked through the clouds and the temperature climbed and we knew we were going to have a great day.
We hit the grange hall first. There we stuck our hands in bags of smelly fleece, we saw the Bosworths and the Cranberry Moon Farm booth and the The Fiber Art Center booth. Oh, and we shopped. Get ready for the treats now!
Those are batts of madder-dyed coopworth from Woollies of Shirkshire Farm. Linnie was so friendly and answered all my questions about natural dyeing!
We met Helen of Bay Colony Farm. No, I didn’t take a picture of Helen, although she is a regular commenter here on the blog. I’m such a bad blogger. But I did buy all that stuff from her. There’s some snowy-white corriedale and two skeins of Magical Roving, which Helen claims I can spin into enough yarn for socks. Can’t wait to give it a shot!
After we left the marketplace we drove out to Tregelly’s Farm. It was a pretty drive and the view at the farm is spectacular! The family was very friendly, the dogs were numerous and, while we were disappointed to find that Jody McKenzie of Botanical Shades was not dyeing yarn as indicated on the schedule, that didn’t stop us from buying stuff.
That’s yarn and roving from Botanical Shades. I had to buy the green mohair locks just because the color is called Wasabi. And the yarn will be for socks for Dale and the other roving just called my name. I’m a fiber slut these days, what can I say?
Sharon pets the Bactrian Camel. He’s pretty big but very friendly.
We left Tregelly’s and headed in search of food. We found it here. The place is funky and the food is delicious and it provided the perfect place to relax and reflect.
Full of food and fiber, we headed home. It was a perfect day. No tricks, only treats. Sometimes life is good like that.