Fiber arts festival fun

I tried SO HARD to get this post written on Friday so I wouldn't have to say "yesterday". Missed it by eight minutes. Oh well!

YESTERDAY we took in the annual Fiber Arts Festival at our local historic farm/park with our amazing friend Sara. There couldn't have been a nicer day to enjoy goats, sheep, alpacas, or even the fuzzy brown bats that snoozed in the top of the barn. While Fiona tried her hand at both quilting and basket weaving, Sara and Nora perused booths for knitting, crocheting, dyeing, felting, carding, weaving, spinning, rug hooking, storytelling, and much more. What an amazing afternoon!

While I was volunteering at this farm location on Thursday morning, the Community Center had dropped off five huge looms they wanted to donate. Unfortunately, the farm didn't have room to store them, so the plan was to sell them. Oh, how I wanted a loom! Not that I could really afford to pay for one, though. So while the volunteer coordinator offered to sell them dirt cheap, I told him to try to make some good money on them at the festival; and barring that I'd take one off his hands for $25 at the end of the weekend.

Sadly for us, others saw the value in these wonderful treasures, and they were all sold by the time we got to the event. But the woman at the basket weaving booth was amazed by Fiona's facility and comfort with weaving at her age. It's not that she didn't make mistakes, but she noticed them immediately on her own and could even begin to work backwards and try to fix her work. I was surprised by her relative dexterity and conscientiousness in a medium she'd never tried before. It really made me wish I'd been successful in securing a loom. One of those looms would've been a homeschooler's dream-- did I just say that?