Jacob keeps teasing me because I haven’t posted on my blog since returning from Rhinebeck… he keeps saying “I’m checking my Bloglines, where’s your post?” Har, har. It’s because I haven’t had a second to breathe since returning from my relaxing yarny vacation. Work + school + 10 year reunion this weekend + HOUSE CLOSING OCT 30 makes for a crazy Carrieoke. Gah. And also aaaaccccccccccccccccckkkkkkkkk.
But also yay. Rhinebeck was wonderful, as expected. And the weather was PERFECT, as in not too cold, not too hot, and the leaves were brilliant, and the company was splendid. I didn’t take as many pictures as I normally do because I was totally overwhelmed by peopleyarnnewyorkfuntimes all weekend. But I took a few.
This was at the Point.
We were lucky enough to drop in on a knitting night with
the Spiders, and I got to
meet some bloggers that I’ve been reading forever, and also reunite with
an old friend. It was really nice and cozy and comfortable. We stopped in after seven hours of shopping in New York City, and although I had a fabulous time shopping, my tired little Georgia legs were ready for a coffee and some knitting. Perfect.
This is a llama. He is chewing.
The animals at Rhinebeck are totally one of my favorite parts. Ya know, after all the yarn. and the people. and the hot sauce.
My girls AM and Sarah. And a sheep.
This is the last picture I took. We had to do a quick drive-by on Sunday, due to extreme paranoia that we would miss our flight (we missed our flight to NY on Friday morning…security was atrocious in Atlanta).
I had a wonderful time, I didn’t buy too much [ the haul: a sweater's worth of organic cotton, a triple skein of laceweight Morehouse, a shawl pin, some delectable bulky weight yarn from Decadent Fibersand and a piece of pottery for HEJ. I also got my usual yummyyummy hot sauce from Hudson Valley Homestead ]. AND I got to see old friends and talk to new ones. This picture (shamelessly stolen from
Snargle Sarah ) pretty much sums up how much fun I had this weekend.
That’s Frecklegirl, Sarah, and Maya in the front.
I’m in the backback. With some leftover ribs.
We even stopped by the Morehouse store which is beautiful and spacious and well-lit and so dangerous. Thank God that place isn’t anywhere near Georgia – I would be broke fer sure.
You won’t see me at Rhinebeck next year because I’ll be getting hitched (woo-hoo!), but I’m going to try my hardest to be at Maryland. I love sheep and wool festivals.
Ah. And back to reality. Central Park is zooming along – I’ve finished the back and fronts, and now I’m halfway through the first sleeve. And in other news, we are totally grown-up and closing on our house on this coming Monday. I can’t even believe it. ohmygod. So I’m a little jittery this week, trying to process everything that is going on, and not be too anxious about it. I’m just accepting that I will probably have explosive diarrhea while we are signing the closing papers, but it will be over soon, and then we have a HOUSEHOUSEHOUSE. House. How cool is that?
Okay. Time for bed. It was real nice to see all ya’ll at the festival, for real.
