I just got back from The Great Midwest Alpaca Festival. I decided not to go to the Blackberry Ridge open house. The Alpaca Festival was dangerous enough. I bought some wonderful yarn: 3 8 ounce/665 yard hanks and one 1041 yard hank which is about 12 ounces. I was able to talk briefly to Susan about wheels and try out one of the ones she brought. Her attention was pulled in about 8 directions at once, but she still gave me a little instruction while she sold yarn and talked about spinning. I didn't intend to become part of the entertainment, but there I was, treadling away with a small crowd watching. Owen tried, too, and wanted me to come home with a wheel. I told him I need to learn a little more to make an informed decision. Susan said that if I come back tomorrow morning when it's less crowded I can have a little more of her attention. Two visits to the Alpaca Fest, two days in a row: sounds dangerous to me.
I didn't take the camera today, but tomorrow I will. I think they are the cutest animals in the world.