August 19, 2008
When You See the Giant Chicken....
Since I didn't know how much time I would have, I made sure that I got my shopping in early. I didn't really have any intention to get too crazy with my credit card, but I did have one booth in particular that I wanted to spend some time in: Briar Rose Fibers.-- I keep hearing such great things about their stuff, I knew it was time to add a little something something from their products to my stash.


After that, it was all about taking Ms. Z to see the animals. Last year, she was really too young to be interested in anything but an afternoon nap. This year I made sure she got introduced to the entire fiber animal bestiary. Starting with the angora rabbits and some alpacas.
As soon as we entered the sheep area, we heard all the "Baa baa" sounds of the sheep. And Ms Z, joined right in with her own "ba ba ba!" Clearly she is beginning to figure out her fiber bearing animals. This lovely Blue Faced Leicester was the first sheep she got to see up close.
Not too far away were these adorable Shetland sheep. Ms. Z must have felt like she had something in common with these little sheep, because she reached out to them all on her own.
After the Shetlands, Ms. Z decided that sheep were okay in her book, and these lovely sheep owners let her reach right in and touch their lovely Lincoln sheep. I'd never touched a Lincoln before myself, and their curly locks really made you want to sink your hands right in.
Our last stop was to goat area. Angora goats are just about the cutest thing on hooves. These two little guys were curled up for an afternoon nap.
Ms. Z didn't really take as much of a shine to the goats as she did to the sheep. I thought that if she liked the Shetlands she'd like the goats, too, but she didn't really reach out to them too much. I think John got some lovely pictures of them, though. This sweet little buck looked so serious.
We rounded up the festival with french fries (Ms. Z's favorite treat) and fresh squeezed lemonade and some time running around in the grass.
I think the best part of the festival was being able to share my hobby, even in a small way, with my baby girl. Lately she's been all about grabbing my yarn and running around with it -- I think she likes both the color and the softness of it. I hope as she gets older it's something we'll continue to share, even if we share it in different ways. I remember running into you guys at the Fest last year. My, how she has grown!
By the way, I'm with you on the Briar Rose love. Anne Hanson's patterns make good use of the subtle colors.
I love that last picture! The hand pressed to John's temple -- it looks like she's, I don't know, reading his brain or doing some sort Vulcan thing. Well, okay - for some reason it's amusing to me! ;-)
I am certain you do have many, many happy times ahead of sharing your craft with your daughter. I cherish the times my now adult daughter and I can sit together knitting and chatting, sharing design ideas, color and fiber choices, etc. Part of the wonder of it all is seeing things evolve to where you are learning from her as well.
Many happy wishes for future creative times between the two of you.
:) firefly
Train 'em up young!
Two of my three daughters knit. It is a wonderful thing to share a love of a hobby with a child. It makes for fun shopping trips and interesting conversations. I didn't teach them, we all learned together so it has been an adventure.
Nice eclectic haul of yarn. Lovely photos of Ms. Z. You have to say that the kid knows good fibre!
It's good that you're indoctrinating her young. :) I taught both my boys to knit, and my younger one to spin with a spindle. I also take them both to a local sheep farm when I go to buy fiber, and took them to the fair to see alpacas and llamas. I hope someday they'll remember it all fondly.