The high point of our walk yesterday was a bunch of us had a sculpture lesson at the studio of artist Michael Magrath, a Michelangelo moment. Jennifer arranged this event for a birthday gift for her buddy Heather and we were included to amp up the fun. Playing with clay, yea. Check the pic, that is Michael on the right.
That was three hours and the old story how time flies. I could do that for another three years really, where do I sign up? He has weekly sessions that folks attend. Sounds like a good wintertime activity.
Today I am off to work to hammer some nails. Also, keeping the stand supplied with available produce. Friday is the big day to start corn sales, well hopefully. I think we have enough out there to sell for two to three weeks, if the raccoons don’t attack. I may sleep out there in my tent if I get too nervous about them.
Bird and rabbit hunting starts September first and am starting to think about that. That means a road trip to Eastern Washington to the Middle of Nowhere, my favorite place. My favorite location had a big wildfire two years ago, this time of year. Was back there once and am waiting on it to rebuild. Speaking of wildlife, the deer are here outside the kitchen window, mom and two fawns.
Just planning on an ordinary kind of day today but who knows right? We all know about plans. Thinking of you there, love, Felipe.