Hello! How are you? This was an exciting day. The weather cleared up and warmed up. They're saying it will get back up to about 70 today. That will be a welcome change.
After waking up early each morning, this morning was a lot harder. It was cold enough both my roommate and I didn't sleep very well. The blankets were put on the bed for short people and we both found ourselves burrowing deeper and lower into the bed! Tonight I'll have to untuck the bottom so I can pull things up higher. I did manage to have a shower in the morning since most in the cabin are evening shower-ers, so that helped improve my disposition. The shower room is on the backside of the fireplace chimney so it is warm--very clever design.
After breakfast and some tea, I went off again to the weaving class. I know I didn't walk the most direct route, but I found my way there. We started by practising more letters (I started working on the digits of pi), but then John told us about a different way of working with the same set up and we worked on some geometric shapes:
And apparently the stuff doesn't ravel. I can't get my head around it. (I mean I believe John, so I know he's right, but my gut says "That's just crazy pants.") I must have asked him three different ways in class the same basic question, but he assured me there is nothing special you need to do to the ends. He brought out a sample of something that was pretty much worn to death, but it wasn't raveling. And he mentioned he has a pair of shoe laces that have outlived two pair of shoes but are barely 1/8th inch more raveled than when they were first made. Like I said, Crazy Pants. They used to use things woven like this for horse reins and cinches, and it's why they find very old samples of it--it just lasts forever.
Then it was time for lunch and then a little time to kill before the Ravelry Revelry (a party, in case that's not clear). This year they were offering something called "A Taste of Squam" so we were expecting a lot more people for the afternoon and evening. I got dressed for the party by adding my lace coat to my morning outfit:
The Ravelry Revelry was your basic party with beer (served by Casey, my weaving buddy), people, goodie bags, and games. We were given another tote filled with goodies from sponsors.
We signed up for the race to knit a square for Warm Up America and then waited around for our heat to start while talking to people and enjoying the sunshine that had come out again. I was fielding a lot of compliments for my coat and it was fun. What a great way to get to talk to a lot of people (who themselves were usually wearing great knitted things)! It was interesting to hear whether they themselves had seen the coat on Ravelry and were expecting it, whether friends or cabin mates had told them to watch for it, or if it was just something they saw unexpectedly at the party.
While we were waiting, we caught the final round of the knitting "relay," the 25-yd dash. (It was originally billed as the 100-yd dash but I am assuming they found out that took too long.) The goal? To knit 25 yards of yarn quicker than anyone else. My car mate (below right) won her first heat and made it to the finals. (We saw her first heat and commented that she was talking away to the people beside her and that it didn't seem like a smart idea. But we quickly saw that she had no trouble knitting and talking, but whenever someone responded to her, they stopped knitting--very tricky!!)
We came in in time to catch the final minutes of the final round, and I caught the finish in a sort of stop-time movie... (watch the two women who are circled):
|Things are getting tense.|
|Ooooo...it's really exciting!|
|A winner...knitter on the right can't believe it!|
|"Oh, I've been beat!"|
(Or that's what it looks like. She was a good sport, of course.)
And wouldn't you know it, when it came time for the raffle, my roommate won one of the major prizes:
Everyone in the cabin walked as a group and took a shortcut through the woods. It was on the map but no one had been able to find it. One cabin mate found a way through the day before and we just followed her. The first part really wasn't a path, but once we crossed the stream the path was more well-trod. I might have said that I would hold her responsible for anything that happened to my lace coat, but fortunately we made it through just fine. (Of course.)
When we got to the building where they were holding the fair, the doors weren't open yet and the line up was long. Hearing rumours of beer and cake in another nearby cabin, we slipped up there to let the line proceed without us. That's also where the main sponsors happened to be so we still got to peruse knitted sundries. And I got to meet Jess (Casey's other half), a genius for coming up with the idea of Ravelry. (She also liked my coat!) But soon it was time to make our own way along the lantern-lit path to the fair.
|Candles in blocks of lake ice light the way.|
Once that purchase was accomplished, it was time to take a break outside, finish my beer, and catch up with friends who were doing their own "one necessary purchase" before getting outside.
|From the space and comfort of outside, it actually|
looks cosy inside. But I needed a few more minutes
before I could go back in!
When I went to pay, however, I realized I left my main cash stash at the cabin and couldn't pay for it!! John agreed to hold the stuff while I went and got it and not to sell the book to the other buyer who was still hoping! I made my way to the cabin the long way (no shortcut through the woods), picked up my money and then headed back. By then it was feeling late and apparently I was feeling adventurous, so I took the shortcut through the woods, all by myself with no leader. I know I didn't follow whatever path there was for the first half, but when I hit the water, I knew to take a left and follow it to where I could cross the stream, and then I was home free. I just draped the skirt of my lace coat over my arm and made sure I didn't fall! Fortunately the woods were kept very "clean" and there was no underbrush to speak of.
By the time I got back, the building was practically empty--or that's what it felt like in comparison. After I paid for my weaving purchases, I found a table of vintage, used, and surplus items. Right up my alley! I fell in love with this piece of fabric:
At the same table I found these adorable sheep Christmas cards:
And then I was done purchasing. I did look through all of the dresses at Folk Couture (or Flickr account here for more pictures of outfits). I didn't find anything I had to have, but it was so much fun to look at her crazy inventive pairings of previously loved shirts and skirts into dresses. They also looked like such easy dresses to wear. Great for summer. I see on her website that she also does Recycle Your Closet Workshop Parties. Wouldn't that be a fun night? Taking clothes you love and can't get rid of and reinventing them. Or trading pieces with friends as you all make a crazy new dress. Sounds great to me...let me know if you're up for it!
It was a jammed-packed couple of days, but never rushed or harried. Filled with doing things that you wanted to do for the sake of doing them. (The freedom from cooking didn't hurt either!) I met some great people and hope to keep up with them.
Tomorrow it's home, where I hope to carve out a little Squam time on my own. Create because you are enjoying what you're doing. No fear, no judgment, no self-doubt. Try it!
Here's one last look at Squam Lake I got before getting into the car and travelling to the airport at 6:00 am Sunday morning...