There are a lot of places I’d like to live. Scotland comes to mind, as do Paris and Tuscany. But for now, Sacramento is home, and it’s actually a pretty great place, considering some of the alternatives. Bakersfield, for example, or prison. Last weekend, I took advantage of some local events. Saturday was Lambtown, U.S.A. It’s a sort of smallish but enthusiastic fiber festival in Dixon, which is about 30 minutes from Sacramento. There were several yarn vendors, but I held firm to my “no new yarn” pledge and just got some hand lotion. I met up with Lizette, who was spinning yarn for the Sheep to Shawl contest.
She’s an amazing spinner; the yarn she was creating was laceweight, and she did it while holding onto a puppy on a leash!
There was also a sheep shearing demonstration, which was really interesting. The shearer holds them in a particular way, and they go into a sort of trance. They just lay there while he shears away. I guess sheep are supposed to be pretty stupid, so that probably helps.
They sure are cute when they’re naked!
Sunday, I went to our weekly farmers market. It’s such a cool place; every seasonal fruit and veg you can think of, fish, honey, flowers, etc. The diversity of people gives new meaning to the phrase “melting pot”, and I love it! I had a lot to choose from:
berries and peppers and tomatoes
and flowers galore!
Boy, did we have a great veggie pasta dinner!
All in all, a nice weekend!