Here in Eugene, Oregon, The Black Sheep Gathering is more than just a fiber lover’s extravaganza. It is a place to meet new folks and make friends. Last weekend I walked through the barns and took in the warm and lovely smell of wool and lanolin, and of the fresh straw bedding.
Here is where you can make some fuzzy friends. Some can be shy, but others are inquisitive, ready to lick your camera lens. Maybe even eat it if they had the chance.
Lost in nostalgia, before you know it, you have fallen in love. You foolishly ask yourself if you could raise a goat or a small herd of sheep.
I decide that I will just appreciate the chance to be with these precious souls for one weekend in the year.
Friends come in all different shapes and sizes and colors here at The Gathering. And we always hate to say goodbye.
New friends, thanks for letting us pet you, and interrupt your nap times, and act like the paparazzi with our flash cameras. You were very gracious.
Thanks for checking out my little photo essay today ~ Karen