What a difference a day makes

Last Thursday we traveled from our Fox den in the Ozarks to the high Rockies of Pagosa Springs, Colorado, for the Pagosa Fiber Festival. Shawn drove almost straight through, though he took a bit of a nap near Taos. I crocheted Spirit Bells the whole way, so it was a real shock to look up at sunrise and see white splats of snow on the windshield, the aspens just beginning to leaf out, snow still all over the ground and the elk cows looking fat and sassy. What a difference a day makes.

We had a wonderful weekend at the festival. My parents treated us to a vacation at their Elk Run condo and a great dinner at the Ole Miner's Steakhouse. The food was incredible and the portions were so huge that we had two more meals from the left overs!

The Fiber Festival was fun, we have been doing it for several years, so it is always nice to see old friends. I do think the increase in gas prices did put a bit of a damper on the festivities - the crowd seemed a bit smaller than last year.

Meanwhile, Lena has been taking care of the farm. Poppy had twin boys and Bobbin had a little ewe we named Crosspatch. She is posting the pics on her blog.

We are headed to Larkspur today, and internet may be iffy for a few days - I'll update everyone here when I have the chance.