April 26, 2010

Wonderwool thoughts and reflections

A colourfest.
A great meet up point for friends met and yet to meet.

Virtual friends made flesh.

Overwhelming choice of everything you can think of to do with wool and fibre.

Animals, yarn, fleece, rabbits, fashion shows, food and fun.

Learning how to spin thicker yarn, teaching how to make felt beads.
Finger knitting

laughing until my sides were sore.

Losing my voice from talking too much.

Hyper high then incredibly tired and very very sore.

So sore I could cry.

No sleep with the pain.

Hugs and kisses from so many friends old and new.

Gifts of fleece and yarn.


Purchases of fibre and orifice hook for me.


Fleece, fibre, orifice hook and cat buttons for Mr Mog.

Having my ongoing project scarf/maybe to be cloak admired by so many people.

Explaining to even more people how I made it, and to a couple why I actually wanted to make it.

Eating delicious fresh very cheap food.

Drinking gallons of water and many cups of tea.

Admiring weird and wonderful wheels but loving my Traveller more.

Returning home.

Sad it is over but with memories to keep through the year.

6 comments:

Suzi Smith said...

an orifice hook? ;o ouch, no wonder you were in pain.

much love, hunny x

Debra She Who Seeks said...

Sounds like a good time! Now go hook yourself an orifice, LOL!

MandellaUK said...

One of the highlights of my Wonderwool was meeting you and Mr Mog! Here's to next year.

Guzzisue said...

It was so good to meet you :-) must do it again sometime.

Blue Witch said...

They got there first!

I wish it wasn't so far away, as I'd love to go...

Hope you recover soon.

Anonymous said...

Just wanted to say, what a beautiful post! I have read a lot of blogs from the wonderwool weekend but I thoroughly enjoyed reading this reflection. So looking forward to meeting you on the 15th :)
Helen
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