Wool Day at Wayland Winter Market

Oh, winter market. I’m in love. Not necessarily with this iteration of it, for reasons that will be apparent when I tell how the day went, but in theory? Winter farmer’s markets for everyone. Everywhere. I’d way rather buy from local farmers and food producers than even Whole Foods, and I’m glad my mainstream supermarket carries a good stock of local products. We’re here in the middle of farm country, but access is still an issue even in summer because we have no centralized market, and the disparate market days are tiny and all over the place. Make it easier and even more people will come!

Ahem. Well. I went last Saturday to the Winter Farmer’s Market in Wayland at Russell’s, toting both boys because my husband had to be somewhere. Also, it was Wool Day and there were several area wool/yarn producers there, and I love me some local yarn. I looked forward to this for weeks, and in that respect, I was not disappointed. Looky:

Skeins from Fox Hill Farm in Lee, MA


My older son loved the Angora rabbits one farm brought, and he had a great time looking at all the different kinds of plants and the koi pond.

We also had a long conversation about jellyfish on the way there. I told him they don't wear clothes because they don't have shoulders and everything just slides off.

He chose himself a skein from Bally Duff Farm of Harmony, RI:

When you let the kid choose the yarn, you get...

I was chatting with the proprietor of Foxhill about how I was having trouble getting any variety in my yarn stash because I always gravitate toward the same colors, and she said everyone does that. They dither forever about what color to buy, and always end up leaving with something that matches what they’re already wearing. She said this to me while I was holding a skein of green/blue/purple that went exactly with my green winter coat.

I bought it.

Now, about this venue. The market itself was an excellent idea. The execution of the thing could scarcely have been worse. It was bad enough that it was 45 minutes away, on back roads, from my house. But I could have forgiven them that–not everything can be here in the center of the universe, of course–if the parking hadn’t been a nightmare of epic proportions, partly though not totally abetted by the metric ton of snow we’ve had this winter. And then when you get inside, it’s wall-to-wall people in narrow aisles, and incredibly stroller-unfriendly. This is not the environment in which you want to serve families seeking farm goods. It needn’t be a perfect monument to convenience. It would need only to be about 50% less of a hairball and I’d look forward to going every week.

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6 thoughts on “Wool Day at Wayland Winter Market

  1. I’ve totally bought some yarn from the Foxhill Farm people! I got moorit-colored cormo laceweight for a shawl I, ahem, haven’t started yet. They are so nice and you are so lucky to live near-ish them.

    For the record, that day I was wearing a navy blue skirt, yellow sandals, gray shirt, and dark-green military-style coat. No brown! HA!

    • Lee is another couple of hours west of where I live, but I loved her stuff. Wish I could have bought more! I don’t know what I’m going to do with it, but I got a skein of Rowan in Opal. I couldn’t afford more than one skein of anything, so I have to think up what I’m going to do with that one. It might make a really good hat. I need hats because it’s cold, but I look like a hideous dork in them. Still looking for the perfect hat.

        • Those are cute! I liked the Annie hat a lot. The only bad thing about knitting hats is that you can’t try them on before you knit them. I have a feeling I’m just not finding the right style of hat. The usual plain cap flattens my hair to my head and does nothing whatsoever for my face. Maybe I need to try a tam or beret or something brimmed.

    • He wants me to make him wings out of it! He’s obsessed with wings and flying, and is always wearing his blankie around his neck like a cape. He cracks me up. Everyone there thought he was really charming.

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