A woman caught me petting some wool in a basket, which was nothing compared to petting the live alpaca. The fairgrounds were mobbed. I loved seeing the African American knitting club with their matching orange ruffle scarves, the herding dogs waiting for their demos, the sky-blue tweed alpaca hat I got from a company from Maine, the well-behaved red wine from the Finger Lakes region, the sips of ice wine and mead.
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Liz, thanks for visiting! Good to hear you also, and to see all the great developments with the movie and the new book.
Love that ‘well-behaved red wine’ and the live alpaca; good to ‘hear’ your voice, fellow blogger & literary adventurer! Xx E