Monday, October 23, 2006

From the offbeat files

More images from the weekend:



And sure enough:



I mean, how often in your daily life do you see a parade of alpacas walking down the street?

Those of you who celebrate Christmas may want to look into a purple metallic tree with felted ornaments of your own:



It's the other white meat.



Please note the socks on this patient carder/spinner:



I do have a penchant for encountering frightening, Cabbage-Patch-like felted objets d'art:



Here's the hurdy-gurdy man, who was about one-fifth as annoying as the magician-slash-comedian who was terrorizing entertaining the children:



In case you're wondering about the food -- Marilyn wasn't joking about the fried pickles:



But don't worry, there were other choices:





Dolores, this one's for you.



Ewe go girl!

18 comments:

Janice in GA said...

Some of those needle-felted things are pretty scary, that's for sure...

M-H said...

Great pics, Carol. Thanks. Maybe next year I might be able to get there from downunder.

Dave Daniels said...

I am SO kicking myself for missing all that fun! How could you stand leaving?? I'm really loving the purple tree with the ornaments.

Marilyn said...

And don't miss the fried pickles! I'd say about 4 of them is enough. With horseradish sauce, too. Mmm-mmm good. I ate some of Lisa's and that was plenty. Weird but actually sorta good.

Carol said...

The "alpaca crossing" with actual alpacas is too funny! I mean, what are the odds? Ummm, normally I mean.

Coleen said...

I'm a little scared... is that last picture a person dressed in a sheep outfit?

Faith said...

Thanks so much for posting all these pics! I was planning on being there this year, but unexpectedly moved to Germany. Ah well. Perhaps some other year. For now, it's nice to be able to live vicariously through you and other thorough bloggers. =)

Carol said...

Coleen -- yes, she's the "Philly Phanatic" equivalent of Rhinebeck. And the costume is made from real sheep locks. (I asked.)

Anonymous said...

what, no deep-fried twinkies or snickers bars?

anne marie in philly

Carol said...

MMMMmmmm fried doughhhhhh

Joe said...

I have to agree with Marilyn, the fried pickles were pretty good, and again she's right when she recommends the horseradish sauce. Thaddeus and I both ate a serving each.

I would also suggest eating early. Once the lines started at about 11:30, they didn't die down until about 3:00.

I also wished someone had thought to give that human-in-sheep's clothing a pair of horn-rimmed glasses...people in the know would have peed themselves.

Sherry W said...

Argh! That felted doll has the weirdest bugged-out eyes!!!

I so want a pickle.

Carol said...

Or an "Ain't Nothin' Virgin About This Wool" T-shirt...

Knittah said...

Fried pickles? (shiver) Thanks for these great pictures, Carol. I hope you feel as great as they look!

mindy said...

I LOVE fried pickles! No fried Oreos, or are they still a Maryland specialty? Yummmm, festival food.

Kate_knits_a_bit said...

Every so often, I find something that makes me wish either a) I was a whole lot richer b) I lived somewhere other than the generally fabulous Land of Oz.
I have to say, reading/seeing pics about Rhinebeck and other fibre festivals would be one of those few and far between times.
Envy Envy Envy
*sigh*
:)

Paul said...

Awesome pics! It's like being there again!

ted said...

I thought the fried pickles were dreadful, but the purple aluminum tree did its job very well: I stopped to look at what was on it.