Rhinebeck
Rhinebeck was fantastic. I have been in the area before, as my family has lived an hour from there for the last ... 97 years. Wow, that doesn't look right, but it is. I can't believe in all the times I've been up that way (average of 3 times a year for over 25 years...) that I'd never heard of the NY Sheep and Wool festival. Crazy, right? I mean, I've been knitting for 22 years now. Granted, I wasn't a Knitter until perhaps 4-5 years ago but even so. It would have been fun to go before this year.
I enjoyed it immensely. The vendors, of course, were great. Lots to see, lots of stuff to pet and ogle, lots of animals, and LOTS of food vendors. At least there was a great deal of variety. Of course, you could go the "everything fried" route, and have fried artichokes, pickles, and garlic for lunch (like my friends did) or you could have the hamburger or hotdog at 10 am (like my family did) along with the wine tastings, cheese tastings (there really was garlic goat cheese, I SWEAR!) and fudge tastings. I went with the Milk Chocolate Creme Brulee and Blackout Brownie for lunch and afternoon snack... probably not the best of ideas either.
In the middle of that, my child decided it was a brilliant idea to stand on the picnic table bench, and fall off and whack his head on the concrete (i wonder where that came from, perhaps it is now a family tradition?) getting a pretty big lump on his head in the process. At least he didn't need stitches (like me) and it was on the back of his head (unlike me) so it wasn't really visible at all. Apparantly, all injuries have to be recorded, and the first aid golf cart brought the worst icepacks i've ever seen; it only stayed cold for about 5 minutes. But as 3 year olds generally go, he was fine after he had some brownie.
Lots of sheep, alpaca, and bunnies later, I managed to finally pick up some wool (yarn) for a sweater for one or other of my family members. I also picked up some nylon to make sock yarn, and managed to totally forget to get some of the super short bamboo needles (that I'm sure I'll never find again) and I also missed picking up a felted indian corn kit. The mousies in my basement ate the real stuff, I figure why tempt them again!
I enjoyed it immensely. The vendors, of course, were great. Lots to see, lots of stuff to pet and ogle, lots of animals, and LOTS of food vendors. At least there was a great deal of variety. Of course, you could go the "everything fried" route, and have fried artichokes, pickles, and garlic for lunch (like my friends did) or you could have the hamburger or hotdog at 10 am (like my family did) along with the wine tastings, cheese tastings (there really was garlic goat cheese, I SWEAR!) and fudge tastings. I went with the Milk Chocolate Creme Brulee and Blackout Brownie for lunch and afternoon snack... probably not the best of ideas either.
In the middle of that, my child decided it was a brilliant idea to stand on the picnic table bench, and fall off and whack his head on the concrete (i wonder where that came from, perhaps it is now a family tradition?) getting a pretty big lump on his head in the process. At least he didn't need stitches (like me) and it was on the back of his head (unlike me) so it wasn't really visible at all. Apparantly, all injuries have to be recorded, and the first aid golf cart brought the worst icepacks i've ever seen; it only stayed cold for about 5 minutes. But as 3 year olds generally go, he was fine after he had some brownie.
Lots of sheep, alpaca, and bunnies later, I managed to finally pick up some wool (yarn) for a sweater for one or other of my family members. I also picked up some nylon to make sock yarn, and managed to totally forget to get some of the super short bamboo needles (that I'm sure I'll never find again) and I also missed picking up a felted indian corn kit. The mousies in my basement ate the real stuff, I figure why tempt them again!
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