Tomorrow morning at way-too-early-for-me o'clock, my knitter coven and I are leaving for SAFF, the Southeastern Animal Fiber Festival in Asheville, North Carolina. This will be our third year there, so we know what to expect. Lots of yarn, yarn-yielding animals, and yarn accessories.
We have made a pledge not to buy yarn this year because we all have yarn and projects galore. (Unless we come across never-before-seen-must-have-for-that-yet-unknown project we've always wanted needed.)