I’ve been doing what I do: writing, singing, gardening, camping, making things, cooking things. I keep meaning to tell you about it, but I haven’t managed to sit still for long enough until today.

We went to Mississippi in March, and had a fantastic time with these folks and a lot of other friends. I was neglectful of my camera, but not my bardic work.  Of course, there’s no film of that, because that would creep me all the way out.

I’ll post a few photos here, but more are on Flickr.

The Early Period Life encampment was all a flutter with building activities, and it was amazing to watch.

The trip to Mississippi planted a seed–we’ve been talking about moving away from the DC area for ages, but we’ve finally picked a destination. Start the timers–we’re heading for Asheville within the next few years. The mere thought has me bursting with excitement and frantic to do all the projects that have to happen before selling a house and moving hundreds of miles away. I’m trying not to think about how hard it will be to leave our little house and garden, not to mention our local friends and family.

We came home from Mississippi, and then we made a cheese Sleipnir for a friend’s birthday the following weekend.

And brought it to an event I’ve been hosting for 15 years or so.

Arunedoor smiled a lot, particularly at his boy, Dylan.

Cellagh played with Dylan’s toys and made me laugh too hard for too long. It’s been a month, and my belly still aches.

And, sadly, we walked away from a site we’ve been using for decades. That was our last trip there. We’d consecrated it time and time again over the years, and my heart is a little broken knowing we won’t be back. We left our marks.

And I got to go home to a studio lit so much more fully, thanks to a kind friend.

In the wake of the last campout at our lovely old site, I of course pulled the studio apart and reprganized it. Maybe I’ll take some pictures and show you the current layout. In my spare time. When I’m not prepping my house for sale.

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