I took no photos during the festival this year. Actually, I take that back. I took this one for Carol, who wasn't able to make it this year.
And then the ever-adorable Stephen West stopped by to dance under the disco ball in his knit hotpants.
As always, it was a good show, and great getting to see all the people that we only seem to see once a year. Also, buying wonderful things. I came home with a gorgeous black Icelandic fleece, which I'll be taking off for processing so that I'll actually be able to knit something with it in my lifetime. I also found a perfect contrast yarn to make Julia Farwell Clay's Queequeg (which I'll be modifying to eliminate the boob shaping, and possibly with rolled hems). And in case you didn't know, Edie Eckman's latest book made its debut at Rhinebeck.
Maybe I'll show up next year with granny hex hotpants in lieu of the kilt.
And then the ever-adorable Stephen West stopped by to dance under the disco ball in his knit hotpants.
As always, it was a good show, and great getting to see all the people that we only seem to see once a year. Also, buying wonderful things. I came home with a gorgeous black Icelandic fleece, which I'll be taking off for processing so that I'll actually be able to knit something with it in my lifetime. I also found a perfect contrast yarn to make Julia Farwell Clay's Queequeg (which I'll be modifying to eliminate the boob shaping, and possibly with rolled hems). And in case you didn't know, Edie Eckman's latest book made its debut at Rhinebeck.
Maybe I'll show up next year with granny hex hotpants in lieu of the kilt.
