Common Ground Fair part deux

We finished lunch and are walking, walking...

There were too many booths to visit them all and I didn't take in the barns, etc. But hand made furniture always fascinates me.
Rachel picked up some wood roasted coffee. I had a coffee roaster to roast coffee over an open fire. I wonder what I did with it?
There is nothing like sausages and jerky.
Knit Christmas stockings.
You can learn about solar power. We saw plenty of places in Maine using solar power. It seems to me that it would work well in Tennessee.
I don't know what he was doing stripping the branches off sticks, but he looked charming doing it.
These pictures are for my spinning friends.





These yarns are by Good Karma Farm.
Then there was sea glass. I LOVE finding sea glass...no matter where it is.
She decided on Tide Line as the name of her shop when she found all the letters in the name in one day of beach combing.
Here is a cooper hard at work.

Rachel said she has never seen pie cones anywhere other than the Common Ground Fair.

Bruce got his.
Fortunately, we got a ride back to the car via wagons pulled by tractors. That was good, because I was ready to make a lean-to and live there rather than walk any more!

This was an excellent fair and I'm glad we went. I don't know if the men had enough to keep them occupied, but Rachel and I certainly did.

Common Ground Country Fair

The Common Ground Country Fair is put on by the Maine Organic Farmers and Gardeners Association. That's a mouthful, eh? It's all about sustainable living. Bruce wanted info on solar energy and I knew some wool vendors would be there, but I didn't expect all I found!

The first fiber booth I went into was French Hill Farm where I found these unusual and marvelous spindles by Tom Forrester. I know this is not such a good shot but I had to have some evidence of how neat they are.
Then there was yarn.
The Tyler Farm booth.
Rachel picked out this skein of yarn for a winter scarf from the Oasis Farm Fiber Mill.
They have wonderful balls of fiber to spin...
as well as the spun yarn. I'm saving their address. I might need some more later. :-)
I thought this farm had a very clever name.
Then there was more yarn.
I found the Enchanted Knoll Farm.

These are her 2 oz. batts. Marvelous blends.
Rachel picked out this luscious colour made from wool, silk, recycled sari silk, bamboo, and sparkles. It reminded her of verdigris copper. I'm definitely saving this link, too!
This is the Farm Witch herself. Super nice woman!! It turned out that we both recognized each other's name from the Ravelry.
This entire tent is made from felted wool. You can see that it is still in progress.
Rachel checking out the scarves at Midsummer Nights Meadow Farm.
It was time for lunch and we found someone with a Roast Beef Sundae! We had to have one.
Real girls need meat! We couldn't decide so we got one of each a split - a steak burger/fries (homemade) and the roast beef sundae.
We had never tasted such GOOD meat! Delicious...and organic, too!
While we were eating lunch, a lobster rickshaw went by. Only in Maine!
The rest of the day will have to wait until tomorrow....

Blue Hill

My brother-in-law told us how much he loved Blue Hill, Maine and that family was in the cemetery. I had to see for myself so we're on the road again headed for Blue Hill. Don't they look excited?Not one to miss a good pottery stop, we found Rackliffe Pottery. They were very nice and the woman showed us how they made their pots and how it started with clay from their own land. Her elderly parents still work with the pots. Her mother still presses on all the handles. Bruce was telling her that her fingerprint is now immortalized in all their pots.
We found these cute blueberry earrings.
Next stop was the yarn shop.
I have made a resolution not to buy any more yarn unless I specifically need it for a project. So now I just have to find projects! It's working for me. I needed some yarn for the belly of Sig, Rachel's crab.
I found just the yarn I needed. The shop owner was very nice. Most fiber people are, aren't they?
With some directions from Rackliffe Pottery, we found the Osgood Trail. Fortunately, there was a cop there and said that this was the original trail.
This is coming into Blue Hill. You can just see the ocean through the trees.


Did the above pictures make you car sick? ~ We ended up in the cemetery looking for relatives.


Back we go with colour just popping out. It's truly the beginning of fall and it promises to be spectacular!