donning a chook

Really? Was is only two weeks ago? Two weeks ago, Janette and Marc took us to an artisan's fair in Canberra. We had considered going to see the French Impressionists at the National Gallery, but the line went clear round the block and off into the distance. The artisan's market seemed like a far better option.

It was delightful! Really nice merchandise, art and food, in a spacious,accessible location, right next to the glassworks.


Naturally, I focused on things that interested me.


I bought a skein of hand-dyed merino yarn - worsted weight - pink for my inner 3 year old. the lady gave me a deal since it was the last of her last years' dyelot. Anyone expecting any baby girls?

The display of oriental rugs was opulent.


And then there was the lady selling hats. I didn't see how I could carry this one home, but I DID want it! And notice the gorgeous pink pearls in my ears? Janette bought me a sumptuous birthday present from a jewler at the show.


DH bought a cup of hot, spiced orange juice for me which was a godsend for my cold, and then we toured the glassworks which was really neat, too. And then, after TomTom took us twice around the capital building (which is uber-green and has lawn for roofing on most of the place - just cool!) we got on the road back to Sydney. I didn't have time or energy to rave properly about Canberra which is a beautiful city with spacious parks and a road system that is virtually impossible to navigate unless you already know where you're going. And awesome people like the generous Jejune and the tintinabulating Bells live there.

Chook, by the way, is what Aussies call a chicken. Guess I'll just have to build my own chicken hat.