Sculptures made from pieces of the Berlin Wall:
A shot (poorly capturing the colours!) of the valley, from the back yard of FDR's house:
A better shot of some of the local colour:
During dinner, I managed to weave in the ends of the fingerless mitts I had been working on. But to have them ready to wear for the morning, there was still the matter of washing them...and drying! Knitterly ingenuity came to the rescue. I had the forethought to pack a small bottle of Euclan, and there was a hair dryer in our hotel, as well as a space heater:
Victory! And a good thing, too, coz the wind at the fairgrounds on Saturday was wicked-cold! We got up at 6:30 to get to the grounds early, which would have been OK except that my laptop was still showing Pacific time. 3 hours earlier. Oy!
But the rest will have to wait for another post, as I am bone-tired, and have yet to finish packing before I go to bed. More tomorrow!