Okay - so I actually got home sunday evening - but crashed, and then slept until noonish; spent yesteday afternoon planting the daylilies that arrived while I was gone, and then crashed again.
FANTASTIC weekend! There really aren't words to describe it. Pictures do better - but I never managed to unpack my camera.
The amount of talent and enthusiasm that was collected in a single place; the appreciation for each others efforts, the teaching and the learning. The food. The laughter. The birds
- okay - the last not so appreciated at oh-dark-hundred, but sitting on the porch and watching them was incredible - and I live in the country....but we don't get the number of species that Easton does.
Joe and Ted, and the Easton community combined to put on a great weekend. Plenty of things happening, but no pressure. Welcome when you wanted to participate, no sense of guilt if you decided to go apart for a bit.
Watching the progress of beginners; rediscovering myself some of the joys of simpler modes of work; being in a room with 40 guys working on fiber. And seeing some of the jaw-dropping work produced.