Saturday Sky: Woolapalooza

It's true: I'm a bit late with my Woolapalooza report, since it was last Saturday. Better late than never, though, and better a Woolapalooza report than details of our wild and woolly week, in which Taz proved once again that he can scare us to death for no apparent reason. (He was eating and drinking little and talking even less. There were many tests, all normal. Now he's fine. That is all.)

So, anyway, Woolapalooza. There were lambs.




So cute!

There were goats.


There were calves.


(And here I thought the goats were supposed to be the ones chewing on random inedible objects.)

There was shearing.


No sheep or sheep parts were harmed during the shearing.

There were spinners.


Only a couple of people were spinning, but as always they did a great job of explaining it to the kids and letting them try it. (Being a little too small for the wheel, the young gentleman here is helping with the treadling part.) Thus are future spinners born (mwahahaha).

We had an excellent time, as did a large crowd of other people, the weather being gorgeous. We saw the regular animal and bird exhibits, which are definitely worth a look should you be in the neighborhood. We would have stayed longer had they not run out of food before we decided to have lunch. If we go next year we'll pack a picnic.