I love small, local fiber festivals. Especially the RI Wool and Fiber Festival at the Coggeshall Farm Museum. The grounds are beautiful, there’s a kids’ craft tent (that my oldest loves), and The Knitaholics always have a sit and knit spot. Plus the spinning guild does a sheep to shawl demo and the Plouffe’s food truck is there with yummy barbeque and baked potatoes that are bigger than your head.
I usually share vending space with my friend Lisa of Autumn Olive and Katy Wescott. This was the first year vending in my own 10’x10′ space! I overestimated how much product I would need to fill the space.
But that meant I had plenty for the next weekend! Though it was a rather hot day, RIWFF was fun and relaxing as usual.
On to the MA Sheep and Woolcraft Fair in Cummington, MA. I was pretty nervous about a two day festival with my kids in tow. Which resulted in me messing up a bunch of little things. I had so much product and display stuff that we needed a larger vehicle to get there. The rental fee for an SUV or van would have been prohibitive. So we rented the largest car we could get and divided the kids and product between the rental and our Saturn. This set up was on the verge of being to small. With some rather puzzle-like packing, we were able fit everything we remembered to bring.
I say remembered because I didn’t make a packing list. And despite leaving them next to all the other things we needed to bring, we forgot to bring the legs for the grid wall pieces. And my sign. Thankfully, I had picked up some clothesline and a bunch of zip ties. I love zip ties! We strapped the grid wall together in a zig zag. My husband tied some loops into the clothes line and we used the zip ties, S-hooks, and ribbon I brought to hang the fiber. I really liked this on-the-fly set up.
The first day was very hot. We drank a lot of water and my kids were very happy that the play area was shaded well. Apparently, this was the first year for the play area. It happened to be just behind our spot which saved my youngest from extreme boredom. He was in and out of there all day!
He was less enthusiastic about it the next day. By the end of day two, the allure of out trip had worn off and the boys were back to bickering and poking at each other constantly. We were all beat and happy to sleep in our own beds that night. And ecstatic that the next day was a work and school-free day. We needed the day of rest!
And it’s taken me this long to wind down enough to make a blog post 😀 I assume, next year will be easier for us. I hope so, since I already booked a spot in Cummington!