
I probably could have made some extra money renting out my samples, a hat here, a scarf there, you want to try a cowl? Here you go! But it was so much fun visiting with people. I sit and spin when I'm not working with people in my booth and boy is that interesting. The remarks are always fun, watching people trying to figure out what I'm doing. I get that a lot of people just have never really seen spinning wheels work so I try and explain the process as simply as I can. I hand out bits and bobs of my roving to the kids that come by. We laugh about whether or not they've ever seen a blue sheep or whatever color I'm spinning before. It is fun so see their eyes just light up and laugh at my silly questions.
My cowl (or infinity scarf) was a huge hit which is so rewarding. I handed out a lot of cards with the name of the pattern, the Crazed Scandinavian Cowl by Wendy Johnson. I'm placing an order today for more fiber so I can start working on kits of the yarn for those that were interested in getting one. For you spinners out there, I'm also making up some fiber kits as well if you'd like to spin your own yarn for it. Don't want to leave anyone out! Just leave a comment with your email info and I will be in touch and we can work out the details.
After two days of being in the barns it was a bit of a relief to pack every thing up in two cars and get ready to head home. Until you discover that your car battery is dead. I stopped Anna before she drove off so we could try and jump my car. She got the jumper cables out of her trunk and I walked over to my car to guide her in to the very tight fit between a van and my car. I look over and watch as Anna starts taking everything out of her backseat and moving it into the front seat. I'm trying to figure out why but just don't get what is happening. I walk over and she tells me she locked her keys in the trunk. And the trunk release on her dash doesn't work. So she pulled down her back seat and slithered her way into the trunk and pulled the release to pop it open. Keys are recovered and cars are maneuvered, jumper cables attached (after the wonderful help from another vendor) and in no time my car is up and running, baskets rearranged to the back seat yet again in Anna's car and we are finally on our way home.
And look who was waiting to greet me! That is Virginia singing to me when I got home.
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