|The Jeep was filled with goodies.|
My husband is a sweetheart and he was more than glad to make the detour. And meeting Amy was really fun too. She's a lovely person and we had the kind of great chat old friends have. So if you wonder why I love Ravelry so much, that's one of the reasons! There are great people on that site.
|Still putting it together!|
I now understand why weavers refer to their loom collection as their "herd." They are big and unwieldy things. While you can have a flock of spinning wheels--cute and small like Shetlands unless you have those big walking wheel Suffolk type, looms definitely come in herds. They are like cattle or buffalo lumbering through your life, living room, spare bedroom, bonus room whatever. Of course, normal people are scratching their heads wondering what on earth I would do with more than one loom. Normal people who haven't been stricken with OLAD--Obsessive Loom Acquisition Disorder. I consider my case fairly mild as I only buy looms I'm fairly certain will fit in my space. Plus, I sold one loom to make room for this one. Yes, I suppose I am rationalizing, aren't I? A sure sign of the severity of my OLAD.
|And then there's the fleece.|
|Some yummy Romney.|