Sunday. Not quite so nasty. Sunny, in fact.
Jane? off to the lake with her cousins. The boys? Dry and sheltered at home with two boy baby-sitters. Arianna? In the zone, complete with friend.
We squeezed in our shift of chopping (potatoes, this time.); made our way through the handmade village- bought a ring fashioned from a silverware spoon; sat at a stage long enough to hear about four songs, watch some people, be inspired by textiles, and enjoy the sunshine.
Maybe next year we'll go to the festival, and actually go to the festival. I'll definitely volunteer again, that was the highlight. But I'll hope for no gale force winds with driving, perpendicular rain, and I really hope that Sam is going to have grown out of being stubborn and impossible.
At least I squeezed in plenty of eye candy in a few short hours.
And I've got something new to google: Boler for sale.
Dang, I love the looks of those things.
6 comments:
Too bad we never hooked up. Maybe next year.
mike and i used to have a boler. it was the cutest little thing.
except if you had to sleep in it ;)
Looks like a lot of fun!
Where is a picture of Jane's hat?
way to squeeze. :)
Hello Joyce,
I just thought I'd pass on a link in case you are interested and haven't heard about it yet. There's another mini-folk fest called Farm Fest in September. The duo "Jacob and Lily" are hosting it, they are fantastic. We've heard them live a couple of times, and quite like them. So, if you're interested, here you go. Maybe the weather will be more cooperative this time around :)
wendy
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