It’s over. For the past several months I’ve not known for sure if I was coming or going or if it was 2011 or 1861. I love doing it, but for a homebody like me it has been more than a little over-stimulating. I feel like I could crawl in bed and sleep for a couple of weeks.
I couldn’t have done it without the help of my wonderful family who did a great job of holding down the fort around here along with some good friends.
Peggy joined us at Billie Creek Village Friday to demonstrate quilting. It looks like she’s hard at it doesn’t it?
In reality we only demonstrated when we had visitors. The rest of the time we were huddled up next to the fire, toasting our buns like Karen here. That old house is cold in the morning!
Of course, I have to thank the star of the show as well. Popcorn is now famous in certain circles. Every time we walked to the village for lunch we had visitors calling me Mary and wanting to photograph us in front of the schoolhouse. I had more offers to buy her than I can remember. Of course, I turned them all down. Although… Popcorn did seem really interested in the one lady who asked her if she wanted to go live with some cats. It became rather apparent during the festival that Popcorn doesn’t really understand that she is a lamb; she thinks she is a designer dog.
A good time was had by all, but it sure is good to be home. The barn and coop need cleaning, hooves need trimming and errands need to be run.
All is right in my world again.