The first night set an unusual (we hope) tone as I tripped over a guy wire to the tent fly & broke my arm. No spinning, knitting or weaving for the foreseable future for me. We tied these glosticks to the guywires to mark them for others..
Laila met a >300 lb white rabbit last night who was wearing a pink tutu skirt...and our neighbors have a lamppost decorated with Christmas things. He is this year's "artist in residence" here at Searsport Shores Ocean Campground & does macrame & chainmail. She does mostly care & feeding of antique quilts. The artist is residence gets camping space & use of the studio here at the campground.
Astrig, the campground owner & organizer for Fiber College of Maine dropped by last night with beautiful red posies after she heard I broke my arm. She assured me it is still worthwhile attending my classes due to A) the nature of my classes and B) the nature of the teachers. It's all good!