“The miracle is this: The more we share the more we have.”
That Leonard Nimoy, or Spock, is one smart guy. You only truly appreciate what you have by sharing it with others. That’s what I’ve been missing with this crazy pandemic situation. I NEED to share! With whomever will listen. That’s the kind of pandemic we need. I’m tired of these viruses and I recently read that there may be a new one with a 98% fatality rate on the way. Why anyone feels the need to be involved in creating something like this is beyond me. I can’t worry about it. It’s all in God’s hands and when you worry, you are as far away as God as you can possibly be, and that’s EXACTLY where the devil wants you. So back to sharing. I was so refreshed this weekend by participating in Fort Ligonier Days-NOT only because I made some money, which incidentally, I am very grateful for, since it pays for feed and hay for my animals, but also because I got to talk to so many people about what THEY do with fiber, yarn and my finished products. Did I mention that I started talking to one woman about felt insoles and before I knew it, there her husband was, a fishing guide, telling me about how he tied his own flies for fly fishing. This sounds odd, but it’s something I’ve wanted to learn how to do with my fiber so I gave him an assortment of fibers and asked him to report back on how it worked. People share the most interesting things one-on-one I find. I felt so refreshed and that came just in time for a group of young visitors yesterday! After having to run into Jeannette yesterday morning to pick up a package that had gotten lost in the mail, Madison and Jack had some free time, so they pitched in and helped me get set up for the visit of Daisy Troop #62006. How did I compensate them? With a delicious chick-fil-A lunch! Why we can’t have one here is beyond me. Chick-fil-A should run the world. Their system is so efficient, but that’s a post for another day. I still had not unpacked from this weekend and before she started, we couldn’t even see the floor (or this amazing purple rug that my friend Jen gave to me!) Madison is the master of organization and merchandising, so in addition to be able to work in my studio, she displayed works in progress inside finished pieces for me to actually use and so that visitors not only saw what I did, but that the items are indeed useful. While she worked inside, Jack and Jay worked outside. Jay cut the grass around the area and Jack blew leaves and did the heavy lifting. This place is “Standing Tall” and many hands do indeed make light work. Enter the Daisies and their 3 fearless leaders. Each car arrived and the girls greeted one another with squeals of joy! That’s what these groups are about. Friendships that last for life. I was only there to provide a place for that. As hard as they tried, they couldn’t contain their excitement in seeing the alpacas. More squealing ensued as they fed the animals, and as they did our felted soap craft. There is nothing quite like sharing my love of alpacas and their fiber with 11 squealing little girls. They didn’t really care about alpaca facts. They were just happy to be there sharing the experience with their friends! I loved that and thank goodness I got to share it with them. Who knows? Maybe they’ll want to learn more about spinning or knitting next. There could be a badge for that. There was for this. Who knew? One of their leaders, my friend, Michelle, has a fun tradition she shares with the community. Meet Frank, her sidekick and driving buddy for the month of October. Ryleigh was being shy in the backseat but I think she gets to make him wave at passers-by. She’s the fun mom for sure!
Next off to hooping where Dawn decided it was a great idea to do one minute intervals for an hour. Those of you who think hooping is a joke need to join us sometime! Tuesday and Thursday at the Grove from 6-7.
So I need to wrap this up. My hand is going numb. I have my passion to attend to and I also have a chiropractor appointment at 1. The alpacas were totally unfazed by their visitors and are back at their passion-eating hay and growing their fiber! But before I sign off, THIS arrived yesterday, just as the girls did. I haven’t unpacked it yet. I just opened the box to peek late last night. 78 POUNDS of freshly made socks from our fiber. Stay tuned! I almost forgot to add this absolutely breathtaking site. After hooping, I saw this. The picture doesn’t do it justice. This is the flag at the Inclined Plane. What a sight. Glad I took that route last night. In the meantime, do something you’ve never done before. Find your passion and explore it. Every single day is a gift. I’m off to tend my passion.