A plan to spend the weekend at the Oregon Flock and Fiber Festival in Canby was reduced to just Saturday afternoon. One friend was ill, one on her way to illness and one was sent out of town on a business trip.
So it was just a couple hours with my friend Paige, but enjoyable still. We’ve been enough times that we pretty much have memorized the booth offerings from return vendors, but nothing makes fondling yarn and fiber and petting sheep get old.
So much color everywhere! And yet I managed to buy the plainest yarn and fiber I saw.
But, what it lacks in pigment it makes up in content – the yarn is yak and merino and silk, and the fiber has enough angora that it is going to get a wonderful halo when it is made into yarn.
The barn where the sheep and goats wait to be judged is, as always, a highlight.
The wildly varying pelts always intrigue me. So much variation in what are basically close cousins.
All of those are sheep fleece, except the bunny in the middle of the top row. It is hard to tell, but the brown tipped locks on the lower left were brown on the ends and then went through cream to become gray where it is newly growing out. My sister pays huge amounts of money to get that many colors into her hair!
The colors llamas come in are also impressive.
The angora rabbits are another favorite. Dust bunnies come to life.
When we weren’t shopping or petting we watched the llama obstacle course trials – very dignified – and then the goats at their course as well – defiant and needing to be carried.
And then OFFF was done for another year.