Another year at the Common Ground Fair! I worked 37 hours between Friday and Sunday, and I went to work today for most of the day (what was I thinking??), so I’m a little crispy.
The fair set an attendance record on Saturday, and it was a busy day! 24,500 people. Our booth saw a good number of people, so we did a good job getting out the word about invasive plants. Here’s our two interns, Chris and Gwen,
Silly me, I brought the blank posters, so on Friday we didn’t have the big showy pictures. Good thing we got them in for Saturday! They really make people stop and look.
The big news at the fair? Can you see it?? The blue sign behind the kid’s daily parade?
Coffee!!! At the Fair!!!! This was big news. I’ve got electricity at my booth (for the laptop slide show), so, after purchasing two coffees (it was good, but it was not inexpensive), I continued to make my own.
A highlight for me was meeting and talking with Donna of the Wednesday Spinners. Here she is talking about dyeing with fungi. And some hats made of yarn dyed with fungi (and lichens-the purples).
She brain tanned her buckskin and doeskin, and it was soft and very pleasant. DH brought her some fungi on Sunday, and she was pleased. I’m seeing this as a good thing, his fungus obsession, and I can start experimenting with it for dye (in addition to the lotion). I already know the sweater I want to overdye with the superconcentrated chagga tea I made.
I didn’t make any fiber purchases, but enjoyed gabbing with Bill Huntington of Hope Spinnery (who has this great hat pattern that he hasn’t published yet, soon, soon!!!), Nanney Kennedy (the temptress) of Sea Colors, and Pogo of Friends Folly Farm.
The people were fun to watch, and the animals were beautiful.
Donkeys.. the owner said that these creatures bite him, so watch out. I didn’t hear anybody yelp, but honestly, would you go petting a creature with big teeth and a large mouth when its owner said it bites him?
i totally got caught
On Saturday, I was walking around the back of the fair, and passed a youngish, tallish, relatively attractive man, in a utilikilt, and my mind was wandering: oooh, a kilt, damn, I want one of those, how come they don’t make the utilikilts for women?, would it look so good on a woman, specifically me? and look at those boots, yowza. He must’ve seen some look on my face, so he says something like “have a good day” in this wicked accent (Scottish? Aussie?), and I realized he had the wrong idea. I was telling Bill that I almost told him it was his clothes I was lusting after, not him… but why spoil it.
and then I fessed up
Then the next day I saw a man I though was him, and asked if he was wandering around in a utilikilt. Yes. So I told him he caught me lusting after his clothes, and I thought maybe he’d gotten the wrong idea. He laughed, and looked at me like I was a nutjob, and said “have a great day!”. If you go next year, he works the Trillium Soap booth…