This afternoon, my teenager and I walked down the street toward town where the art festival was being held in the town’s square where it was hot and even more humid. I learned years ago when I was a camp counselor that the only way to survive this type of weather was to give yourself “permission” to be hot and sweaty. We wandered around the various booths of beautiful handmade glass jewelry, pottery, watercolors, oils, iron work, wood work and other artsy items.
My favorite items were handmade earrings and these felted purses:
Becky also works in pottery and makes wonderful lidded bowls with little wrens on the lid. Her booth was next to a butterfly booth and a wren was hidden in it singing away. What a delight!