U is for Upstate.  I’m originally from Rochester, but we moved to Virginia when I was a little kid, so most of my memories were formed here.  Certain things about New York, particularly autumn in New York, grab me right in the spine.  The leaves and hills and the smell of the air are so evocative, and they’re all at Rhinebeck.  Spending a long weekend up there reinforced my desire to get the hell away from DC . . . if only there were good game companies along the Taconic.

I had a great time there.  I got to meet Morgaine and Lann and confirm that they had indeed been the source of my wonderful spinning wheel, allowed Jeane deCoster to suck me back into a form of rug-making I hadn’t thought about since I was about seven, and was lucky enough to have total strangers give me great compliments on things I’d made.  That’s a huge, heartwarming, life-affirming thing, and it just may be addictive.  I also saw many many dear friends at the Spirit Trail booth, met some folks I’d been hoping to meet, fed as many of both as I could with homemade baked goods, saw some gorgeous knitting and spinning, and only came home with a tiny bit of yarn and a few projects buzzing around in my skull.  I’ll try to get the camera out tomorrow, but I’m fighting off a cold while also celebrating a birthday, so I’m making no promises or apologies.  enjoy your autumn, and get out and see it, already.

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