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Crafts Festival
Nov. 23rd, 2003 04:20 pmNear where we live is a mountain called sugarloaf (more like a slightly steep hill, but it's called a mountain nonetheless). Anyway, much of this place is kept beautiful and the woods are kept intact by a group of craftspeople who have formed a community called Stronghold - they've purchased tracts of land there with the intent of never letting it fall to developers and such. Anyway, these people also put on the Sugarloaf Crafts festival where I go and divest myself of any money I have (and don't have) twice a year. This year I couldn't spend a cent - I'm just getting caught up from a particularly tight year. Thank goodness. Who knows what I would have brought home. I did see some things I really, really did want. To give you some idea of what "Things I Want" look like, This may provide a clue. I worshipped at the base of this ... this... well... creature.
But that wasn't what I really, REALLY wanted. There was a guy there whose entire inventory for the year had been burned up in a fire along with his house and anything else he had. He'd managed to put together a show's worth of inventory out of fallen trees he'd found around the country and was living out of his van and catching dinner in the nearest lakes. He had a standing floor lamp, made out of a solid, twisted small treetrunk - I wanted that lamp... It was $700 - which I would have given him if I had it. The fact that he was able to find inventory in the woods after such a devastating catastrophe was just fantastic - and he was happy to be able to be fishing more. Whoa. Anyway.
Plus there were these solid glass things that had bubbles blown into the glass in just such a way that it looked like little sparkly blue, green, purple, turquoise, and gold galaxies of stars were captured in the glass. Yes, yes, there's nothing like the Sugarloaf Crafts Festival.
But that wasn't what I really, REALLY wanted. There was a guy there whose entire inventory for the year had been burned up in a fire along with his house and anything else he had. He'd managed to put together a show's worth of inventory out of fallen trees he'd found around the country and was living out of his van and catching dinner in the nearest lakes. He had a standing floor lamp, made out of a solid, twisted small treetrunk - I wanted that lamp... It was $700 - which I would have given him if I had it. The fact that he was able to find inventory in the woods after such a devastating catastrophe was just fantastic - and he was happy to be able to be fishing more. Whoa. Anyway.
Plus there were these solid glass things that had bubbles blown into the glass in just such a way that it looked like little sparkly blue, green, purple, turquoise, and gold galaxies of stars were captured in the glass. Yes, yes, there's nothing like the Sugarloaf Crafts Festival.