Showing posts with label Yarn festivals. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Yarn festivals. Show all posts

Sunday, April 12, 2009

More retreat pics

This is a view of the meeting room from the back. Neither I nor Cubedog are in any of the pictures. We were scurrying around together taking the pictures.












I will post pictures of the B&B this afternoon.


Saturday, April 11, 2009

2009 Retreat

Having finally recovered from the LYS retreat in Comfort, I have gotten around to down loading pics and getting blogs updated.

A good time was had by all, and though I haven't photographed the "booty" (not sure I want that debauchery chronicled) I do have pics of the most wonderful stitch n bitch -evah!

Sheryl explaining the breadth of magnificence of something she'd seen.

The room was huge and wall to wall stitchery. The view was best from outside, but I failed to get a pic of it. Otter?

I have pics of the retreat center...just haven't got them uploaded to Flickr yet (sllllooooowwww connection this morning), but if you're ever in Texas, driving I-10 and need a place to stay west of San Antonio, I can heartily recommend the Meyer B&B in Comfort, Tx. Oh, and plan to spend a day in town-wow, great shops!

Saturday, March 28, 2009

Last Fall

Last november, cubedog and I went to Boerne, Texas for the Kid n Ewe & Llama too Festival. We met some great people, spent a wad on yarn, fiber, drop spindles, and a triangle loom, and a Buffalo hide. We spent two days in town having a wonderful time. Including the time spent in the motel room with yarn spread out on our beds....oh'ing, ah'ing, and trading. Okay, there may have been some yarn wallowing also.
Somewhere I know I have to have a picture of cubedog with the llama's pictured here, but I can't find it. Yeah, yeah....I need to organize my pics. Anyway, while cubedog was making nice with the long necked critters, one got a little too friendly.....he tried to nip her boob! Having gotten a little more intimate with the boy than she expected, she was compelled to buy some of his fleece.
This is the culprit....Masquarade.

This is his buddy Cinnamon.


I have a feeling that if we can do it, we will make the festival again this year.