SAFF: Southeastern Animal Fiber Fair, AKA heaven
On Sunday I walked into the main vendor building and nearly fell over with excitement! So. Much. Yarn! My dear husband came with me and I relied on him much of the day to keep me walking in a straight line. I wore my wedding shawl and received so many compliments! Miss Babs even liked it (oh, did I mention that I met Miss Babs?!!!)! My main problems were how to keep from crashing into everything (since I wasn’t looking where I was walking) and how to decide what to buy. Seriously. With a whole fairground full of yarn, roving, and tools what do you spend your money on? Here’s what I came up with.
A handmade yarn bowl from The Whispering Woodturner. I’ve been wanting one of these for forever.
Roving from Hippie Chix Fiber Art. ‘Nuff said. The red and yellow are sari silk, and the grey is carbonized bamboo.
Miss Babs. Need I say more?
A simple shawl pin and a hair stick – both made by hand.
And some rose-coloured wool from Bovidae Farm by commission for a friend.
But SAFF isn’t just about buying yarn and fiber. It’s also about the opportunity to meet the animals (and people) the yarn comes from.
Angora bunnnies! So fluffy (I want the big grey one)!
A very nice lady let me get in the pen with a BABY ALPACA!!! Squeeee! So fluffy!
Shearing a goat
And a very kind and informative gentleman from Wellspring Farm talked with my husband and me for quite a while about the possibility of us starting a sheep farm.
The fairgrounds SAFF uses is very close to Asheville, NC. Asheville is a very artsy, hippy town with lots of hole-in-the-wall places to hang out. My husband and I always say we want to go there, so off we went for the rest of the afternoon!
I’m going to SAFF every year from now on!