As I type this, you are in a yellow taxi on your way to La Guardia airport, bound for home. How did the past four days go by so quickly? And the weekend before last, when we were both in Nashville and gave a rehearsal dinner for Liz (now) Olson, MDK’s heaven-sent ecommerce manager? That seems an entire lifetime ago. We have got to slow down time.
In such situations, one can simply fire up the Kodak Carousel-S and try to recapture the experience through images. Here we go! Brace yourself for memories!
Friday Night: Indie Untangled Trunk Show
The Indie Untangled Trunk Show was off the chain! It was so crowded that we hung out in the bar until things cooled down (literally, it was hot in the room). The line to get in before the doors opened at five was insanely long, and incredibly fun. People were in a state of bliss that Rhinebeck was about to begin. Rope drop fever! Here’s our highlight, though:
Baby Isabella: all the cuteness, in an MDK muslin bag. Thank you, Zenaida B (not pictured), for sharing your darling girl with us, and finding the best possible use of a branded muslin bag.
We also ran into these two cuties who hang out at Knitty City, my LYS:
Rhinebeck: It’s All About the Sheep
We spent most of our time in the book barn, meeting and greeting, signing books, getting our books signed by authors we adore, and generally having a fabulous time. But we didn’t want to miss out on the sheep!
Here’s a friendly sheep with unusual markings and a kind of grunty bleat.
Ignore the sign that says this is a tortoise. This is not a tortoise! It’s a long, brown sheep at rest, relaxing with some hay on its back, as sheep are wont to do.
City folk underestimate the athleticism of sheep, but we attendees of agricultural fairs know better. This sheep caught 10 frisbees in a row!
OK, the fact is, I saw no sheep at Rhinebeck 2017. I used what precious wandering-the-fair time I had to run into the arms of friends I met, and to sit on the grass eating pirogis and kielbasa. I feel TERRIBLE about not seeing any sheep. What is wrong with me? Please send me your finest ovine imagery, people! I have to make it all the way to Maryland Sheep & Wool, next May, to get some proper sheep-viewing.
The best way to see people at Rhinebeck is to stand in one place until they pass by. If you keep moving, you will miss all the people you want to see. (I learned this when I got lost at Pioneer Village in Minden, Nebraska on a childhood visit with my family. I wandered for hours, fear mounting, until I had the idea of sitting on the floor by a Conestoga wagon with my head in my hands. Then they found me.)
Lucky for us, we stood still a lot. These are just a few of the friendly faces that stopped by the Merritt Books store in Building B. I did my best to take notes on names and sweater identifications as I snapped photos—I believe you praised me lavishly for my efforts—but now that I’m home I have a list with notations on it such as “Pam.” Just Pam. What was Pam wearing? What are her distinguishing features? “Deborah ombre,” now THAT’S a useful notation. [Scans phone, looking for ombre.]
Becky in her stunning dress, Pam by Junko Okamoto. (Hey, maybe this is the “Pam” in my notes!)
Cheri is smiling because she is not wearing wool. We trust that Cheri has plenty of sweaters but the good sense not to wear them in the heat. (There is a super cute photo of the three of us on Cheri’s Instagram, @villagecrone.)
I think this is Gail and Cheryl! (I have a note that says “Gail & Cheryl.” I’m just not that good at notes.)
This must be “Robin and Chris—matching scarves.” (Perhaps my finest note.) They are members of a Westchester County, NY Stitch & Bitch that made themselves matching scarves for Rhinebeck. This is a thing that would be so fun to do, and take so much group cohesion and discipline. Well done!
Here’s Jan in a Stevie cardi that fit her perfectly.
Christine was so excited about her first Rhinebeck that she also knit a Rhinebeck sweater for her guy, Colin.
Mary Heather dropped by to be radiant and show us the start of her log cabin baby blanket.
Tiffany had gathered the ingredients for a mighty fade, wearing an incredible apple green dress.
Roger has convinced me that my next cardi will have cloth pockets. I tried it on and the cloth pocket feels so good.
It was a pleasure being stationed across the way from Bristol Ivy, here with her proud mom, Darlene.
We were also temptingly near the Pom Pom sample rack, which was dominated by beautiful knits from Bristol’s new book, Knitting Outside the Box. This is going to be one for the ages.
Nicole knew how to beat the heat, in a vibrant ensemble of machine-knit shorts and top, of her own design.
Kim earned a spotlight photo, with her mohair horse-portrait pullover. A handmade thrift shop find. Who has this kind of thrift-shop karma? We could not stop looking and touching this work of art. It blots out the sun, and it even made us look away from the gorgeous colorwork pullover Karen is wearing.
And Then There Was Pie
Saturday night’s pie party was everything we’d hoped for, and more. So many friendly faces. So much delicious local pie (30 pies, to be exact, from Adams Fairacre Farms in Kingston).
When sisters Rebecca and Margeau Soboti, aka The Wooliers, received our instructions that they’d be asked to remove their shoes at the door, they did the knitterly thing: they knitted up slippers just for the pie party. The pics up top, by photographer Gale Zucker, bring back sweet memories of a great evening, including party slippers.
Thanks to our generous host for sharing her farmhouse. Thanks to Gale for sharing her joyful images. Thanks to all who made time in your Rhinebeck revels to join us.