I happily came away with a a lovely ribbon souvenir, too. The yarn is wheel spun 2 ply from Columbia/ Rambouillet blend wool roving, hand-dyed by yours truly. I do like those reds.
Now, my pickles didn't win a thing, but the judges' comments were more than encouraging with not one mention of diesel anywhere (excuse my obscure Aunt Bee reference). The competition was lively. What really counts with me is that my Dear Fellow, who always tells me true, loves my pickles and eats them everyday. That's why I put up another 20 quarts of dills on Friday. I think that's only fair, don't you?