Fiber Festival in 100 Words or Less

It's Michigan Fiber Festival weekend, people! It's my fifth summer living with in a 40-minute drive, and something like my 12th year knitting, but I'd never been to Fiber Fest: until now.

Harry, tickled by the sheep:



He kept asking them to smell him, and told me which ones had boogers.

Just one of three dozen adorable sheepies:



And yarn:

It's even more lovely in person, and the woman who dyed it has a Ph.D in chemistry. She uses a spectrophotometer! My knitting world is colliding with my medical science world, and I love it!