Yesterday I went to SPA-- not the place where you get a facial and salt scrub, but the difficult-to-describe annual fiber arts event put on by the New England Textile Arts network. It was awesome, in spite of the lack of beauty treatments. And really, how can you go wrong lounging all day in a hotel lobby in front of the fire, surrounded by knitters and spinners, discreetly gawking at knitting celebrities and fondling lots of delicious fiber? You can't.
Lovely people kept giving me things-- I walked off with a bag of Reynolds Lopi and these:
There was also a table of free stuff! I missed out on some Interweave Knits back issues, but I caught up on the hat stylings of the 1940s and 1960s:
Not everything was free. Decidedly not:
Finally, my knitting buddies gave me this:
That's the back side-- I shudder to think what would happen to me if I revealed the super-secret knitting group name. I was also told the pin would know if I was crocheting...