I actually got to the NYS Sheep and Wool Festival early-ish, so the crowds were not yet thick and impenetrable:
(This was Ellen’s 1/2 pint farm.)
I watched some judging; they all looked good to me. I am a novice at identifying animals, but these were goats:
The 12 noon gathering was fun; here is our Ravelry leader, Jess, oohing and aahing at a baby. Bloggers tried to find squares; and we all pretty much blocked traffic.
As I left that little knoll, I saw Stephanie’s sweater, and had to be a bit dorky and put my camera in her face. She was off to get some wool. Which is what I did, though I restrained myself from buying a fleece, and loaded up with various rovings, natural and dyed,
from various types of sheep and other fibery creatures. I had a blast, in my quiet old-timer’s way, and am headed back tomorrow. This was the very thinned out crowd heading home, with me right behind them: