For months, we had been planning to meet our friends, Beka, Dan and offspring, at the Rhinebeck Sheep and Wool Festival and all spend the night in Claverack, New York, at the home of some other friends. Well then, poor Frances gets a dreadful fever and takes the week off school. No Sheep and Wool Festival for Frances. Mark volunteered to stay in Massachusetts with Frances and Chandler and I headed to New York.
The festival was fascinating until it got too crowded for words. Those knitters can swarm. I couldn't even be bothered to take pictures while navigating the crowds with Chandler. Fortunately, there were still some photographs worth taking when we got to Claverack. The first photo is the view from the back of the house...
...And here's the view out the front.
Not too shabby, eh? Chandler was impressed. She had a lovely time marching around.
Luckily, Beka has all sorts of schemes to invite ourselves back on a very regular basis. I'm sure we need to see it in the snow, for instance. Perhaps there are horse-drawn sleighs nearby? There will be many more chances for photos, I hope, I hope.
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