SomerKnits

Almost every year, or at least as often as possible, my mom and grandma and I load up in the car and drive out to War Eagle Mill in Arkansas for the War Eagle Craft Fair.  We leave really early, before sun up to get there early, we like to shop while its still cool out and before the mega-crowds start.  It's a fantastic craft fair, although it has gotten smaller in recent years than it was when I was little.  It used to take a good chunk of the day to see all the booths on both sides of the river, but now we seem to be able to get through in a few hours, even stopping to pick through booths of antiques on the Sharp Show side of the river.  This year mom and grandma walked away with a few things but I pretty much only left War Eagle with a full belly of Indian Taco and business cards.   I did manage to change that on the drive back though.  After stopping at our favorite apple stand for our usual bushel of Arkansas Black apples (if you have never had one th...