tasty · bits

I joined the "Tour de Fleece."  I will be spinning fiber for the duration of the "Tour de France."  The only difference is that I won't be riding a bike in France with a "peloton" to keep the pace for me and make my efforts more aerodynamic.  So from July 7-July 29 these pages will be filled with my fiber creations.

I was in Paris the last day of the "Tour de France" on the Champs-Elysees in 2000 when Lance Armstrong won for the 2nd time.

This was a pretty incredible coincidence for a 20 year old American tourist in Paris.  I did not even know that the Tour de France was running when I arrived in Paris; I also did not know that Lance Armstrong would be riding by me on the Champs-Elysees.  I have become a little more aware of large yearly events since then, but it was an incredible surprise that I would not have been as excited about had I known ahead of time. 

Now, I know more about the "Tour de France" and Lance Armstrong and would have probably left Paris if I coincidently scheduled my visit during the Tour.

There will be no Lance Armstrong and no Paris, but I will go dig my fiber stash out of storage in anticipation of the "Tour de Fleece."

I also have a fresh unwashed bag of Llama fiber that my friends in Eastern Maryland give me each year at their annual summer party.

Last year I washed, dyed, carded, and spun some of it up and knitted a pair of socks for the head Llama lady and Mrs. of the farm and party.  I will post a photo soon.  I have just returned from the party and still have not recovered from my luvfest blues enough to unpack and download the photos.  The socks feel so wonderful, I can't wait to knit myself a pair. 

The best part of the visiting the Llamas this year was that there were three little adorable fuzzy baby Llamas that had joined the pack.  The Llama parents, of the human kind, were away fishing outside of New Orleans when they were born.  When they returned it was if the stork, or maybe it was the Emu, had left the Llamas in the field.