This post is SO behind the times. But that's me, lately. WAY behind. Back in May, we went as a family to the New Hampshire Sheep and Wool Festival, and I never posted my pictures. So today, here I am to finally do that. Because this blog is supposed to be sort of a family journal for us, and if I start leaving out our excursions willy-nilly, then who knows what I will leave out next?
Luckily, we decided on a whim to go on Saturday this year, instead of our usual Sunday trip, and I am so glad we did, because Sunday was a downpour of rain from beginning to end.
We began in the spinning and weaving section... This friendly woman did her best to show G how to send the shuttle through the loom. He did ok, but he was more interested in moving the heddle up and down. That's a Harrisville loom - you already know that I think they're cool. :)
All rocks must be climbed and conquered. It's required. Little Boys 101.
Some extremely proud looking llamas.
And this guy. Love the color of this alpaca.
and here's one with a fresh haircut. Their necks look so long and too thin with their hair short.
We witnessed some sort of strange sheep and owner dress-up pageant going on in one of the barns. Notice there are no llamas (because they have more dignity, obviously)