The Shepherd and The Sheepcote

"When dusk falls, shepherds lead their sheep to a safe place to spend the night, where wolves or other predators cannot prey on the sleeping sheep. Usually the shepherd builds a stone enclosure with a small opening and he calls the sheep one by one into the sheepcote for the night. When all the sheep are safely inside the sheepfold, he will lie down in the opening so that nothing can come in the only door to harm the sheep.

The Shepherd always protects The Sheep!"

Monday, July 23, 2012

Summer Songs

There was a festival in Hutchinson this past weekend and my sister and I were vendors there.  It is always interesting promoting and selling wool items when it is ninety degrees!  I go to get my name out there if nothing else but always enjoy sitting with my sister and spinning yarn or working on projects and visiting with the people that attend the event.
There was a young boy who was the age of ten I believe and he was amazed at the spinning wheel on Friday and when he came back on Sat. he sat down with us for a while and I taught him how to knit.  He was very happy when he left with his little icelandic swatch after about 45 minutes.
One of the items we are selling is a felted wine cozies.  They are a little rough yet but we are working on refining them.  Here is picture of some I made on Sunday while my sister was driving back to Wisconsin.

The festival was called Riversong and they had several bands there playing on different stages.  The weather was hot but the breeze by the river was nice, the food was good and the company was excellent.  It started early Friday evening and resumed Saturday close to noon.  We got there on Saturday and rearranged a few things so that we could get a little more air flow through the pop-up canopy and we got a surprise when we found a musician hanging on the side of our display rack...a very natural musician that we hear everywhere this time of year when we are outside...a Cicada!  After a while he just disappeared, probably went to get a closer view of one of the stages so he could sing along. 
So all of you go out and sing your summer songs....the end of July is coming already!

1 comment:

  1. We don't have cicadas here, and I am so thankful! That sound penetrates through all walls and drives me to distraction.