Spent 4 days in Vermont, cramming in all sorts of autumn-y goodness. First on the agenda was the Vermont Sheep & Wool Festival @ the Tunbridge Fairgrounds. A rainy rainy day, but what does that matter when there are woolen things to look at and a lamburger to consume? This is why umbrellas, hoods, and absorbent paper toweling were invented.
'F' is for fiber, fall, fog, and filling up your flip-flop with mud. (Poor shoe choice; my error.)
Border collie demos... in the distance is a sign that reads, "Danger Poison Ivy"... hmmm... eradicate the scourge, or make a sign? Easier to make a sign.
Spent $10.50 on my "habit" -- the hand-dyed wool (blue, red, yellow) will be fun to use as puppet hair, and am eager to try needlefelting with it.
It should really come as no surprise that the MEN are housed in the BEEF barn.
Went to Quechee Gorge the next day... maybe they should rename it "Quechee Gorge-OUS?"
Oh, come on. You would have said it too.
Everywhere you look, there's tactile, textile inspiration.
Next went to the Vermont Institute of Natural Science (VINS) to look @ owls, hawks, etc. (Oh, joy! Oh, raptors!) Went to their talk/demo on "Falconry, the Sport of Kings". A grossness occurred when the lecturer, with hawk on arm, reached into her fanny pack to retrieve a dead mouse for him to eat. Ewww!!! How can ANYONE still be wearing a fanny pack???
We then went hiking @ Deer Leap, up the observation lookout trail. Here's a view from where we parked. The top of the white crag is where we ended up.
And here is the view from the crag, overlooking the Green Mountains and of course the road. Only butt-surfed once on the way down the hill. Am only a novice. Hope for a longer ride next time.
Tried to fit apple-picking in on the same day, but that's like shoving 10 pounds of autumn into a 5-lb. bag.
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