What Day Is It?

Panic day.  That's the day when, even though I've known about this for a full year, it suddenly dawns on me that New Hampshire Sheep and Wool is this weekend.  I have a fiber booth to fill.  It's the day when I lose all sense and perspective and think that over the next 4 days, I can prepare a whole bunch of pounds of enticing fibers you folks just can't resist.   The day I wonder why the heck I do this. 

So I dumped some polwarth, silk and angora yarn into a bucket of water, soap and vinegar.  I dug out pots and bottles, colors, and rubber gloves.  Everything is now all assembled.   It's dyeing time again.   

Comments

[Julie]

I can't wait to see the results this weekend!

[Laurie]

Yum! It'll be fun (at least for us).

[vanessa]

sending you cleansing breaths :-)

[Cathy]

I can't be there but I'll be drooling from afar.

[Leslie Wind]

For as many years as I have been making things to sell, I somehow never learned to pace myself. I can completely relate.
Good luck!
See you at the show!
Leslie

[Kim]

I'm just getting caught back up in blog land and ready our post about the girls eating habits. Yes, unfortunately that is typical dog behavior, especially when you have more than one. Interestingly enough, my setter is the one dog here who does not do that, but my little ones.....I refer to them as "dirty girls".:).

I am religious about keeping the dog yard clean for this reason.