The Fingerlakes Fiber Festival this year was absolutely wonderful. I drove the 200 miles west to the little town of Hemlock, an hour south of Rochester, in lovely weather. Kim was waiting with sushi from Trader Joes and we ate dinner while setting up in my new space. This year's roving runs are gorgeous and well received. My Yarn Pockets are a success, which is a real treat for me as they are easy to sew and a great way to use smaller pieces of fabric. I had requests to make them to match the Bundaflicka Knitting totes, a smart idea. Warm weather continued through the day until a storm blew in. We attended the pot luck supper with local shepherds and fiber artists while torrential rain and wind pounded the pole barn. I was relieved to be in the big strong new building with a concrete floor instead of a flimsy pop-up tent. We worshiped in the same pole barn on Sunday morning with Reverend Adams leading the small group. Sunday weather was cooler and delightful. I came home with zippers and goodies from another bag artist, and a sack full of Cushings Dyes which I'm anxious to use. I had so much fun hanging with the Fiber People who are so talented and inspiring. Lisa Merian and Candace Cain, local shepherd friends, were there, too. We had a chance to catch up on a million things not possible when we are all working at home. Carol Schwartzott was absent and sorely missed. She's "retired" from fiber art, if that's possible. I'm lucky to have some of her exquisitely lovely creations, which will live on forever.
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