Today we loaded up the car headed to the The Wool Festival at Taos. It was everything I dreamed it would be. We saw sheep, llamas, goats, and lovely little alpacas; Matthew ate a yummy lamb sausage, and I got a fresh infusion of fabulous yarn. Scarlett wasn't so sure about the festival, mostly because she had to ride for over an hour in the car to get there and she hates the car, but I think she ended up having a good time.
The drive up to Taos:
Me in heaven, I mean at the Wool Festival:
It was a beautiful day for a mow: