Squam was every bit as magical as I had imagined.
It was so glorious, everything felt a little surreal. We breathed deep, and sank into peace, quiet, and the presence of fellow makers. My students were amazing, and the whole weekend was such a lovely island in time.
And then it was back to a totally different extreme. Life got surreal in its frenzy, with the last day of school and all that comes with prepping for a big move and oh my god the movers canceled and let’s hire more and did you get the teacher’s notes and when’s the closing again? and have to pack and have to pack and have to pack and WHERE’S THAT YARN I NEED THAT YARN and oh man the car just died and hey look, another home-all-day-day let’s go to the museum!
(The boys say hi.)
And there’s a little something else going on, too.
And through it all, because I don’t want to kill anyone, there’s been knitting.
So that’s what’s happening here. How about in your neck of the woods?
Amy Herzog Designs