I'm a bit late in posting. I'm still worn out from the shopping whirlwind on Sunday. What a gorgeous day to head upstate to the New York Sheep and Wool festival. I carpooled with the lovely ladies from my knitting group, and our lively chats made the two plus hour drive fly by. Once there, out in the crisp fall air, we got to look through stall after stall of gorgeous yarn. I missed Foxfire this year, but did snag a couple of skeins of Sanguine Gryphon, enough Brooks Farm and Sliver Moon Farm for sweaters, and discovered the Periwinkle Sheep. Even better, I was able to meet up with my best friend who drove out from Cleveland. Good day.