Last weekend was close to peak for leaf peeping, which made the drive to Rhinebeck beautiful. Sara and I wended our way along Rt. 44 until we got into New York. There were some ominous clouds above us, but (knock wood), it has never rained on our Rhinebeck trips.
I had no shopping goals for the trip, although I did manage to find some nice things to bring home...a hat from Robin's Hoods ; a woven alpaca stole to replace my worn-out pashmina (I'm saving both for post-Project 333; they are great additions to help me create my well-appointed minimalist wardrobe); a big orange basket; three skeins of cormo/nylon yarn to use for the Macro Lace cardi I'm eager to make (and, hey, Laura was in the Foxhill Farm [no website] booth sporting her BBCs while I was shopping! I saw the boots before I realized who was in them. She is super nice.); a skein of creme puff from Decadent Fibers (where I also had a movie-star sighting! Uma! I Kinneared, but the photo is so bad. Do you want to see it?). I picked up a button at Jennie the Potter's booth, and some vintage millenary trims at another booth (sorry, can't find a card).
I loved the cutie patootie characters at the 425 Square Foot Art booth. Aren't they adorable:
Best of all, though, was meeting friends, new and old. I had dinner with my NM SnB girly Cari, met up with my dear friend Cheryl--not a knitter, but converted on Saturday night--and saw tons of my Ravelry, Twitter, and blog peeps (too many to link, but I loved seeing you all). I had my picture taken by Gale and was given an adorable book by Manise as a reminder to pick my strawberries before any little thieves do. I drank warm cider, tasted cheese, and petted puppies.
And critters. Alpaca and llamas. Goats and sheep. There were plenty of them.