Sunday evening of that festive weekend, our church has a root beer float social. We love the combination of root beer and ice cream, but can remember when our children were young, that when we came back to the US they thought root beer tasted like tooth paste. Our Basque visitors said the same!
|Root beer floats for all!|
Weekdays were filled with our regular occupations: Mike continuing to work at the Red Barn, and me teaching. Plus grandparent joys, such as attending sports events.
|Moved the kid's art, shows up better.|
|Digging holes for deck posts|
|Malachi's first cross-country meet.|
For weeks now Mike has been diligently throwing, glazing, firing his unique pots, making display stands, preparing for the Cumberland Covered Bridge Festival in the neighboring town. Matthews is probably smaller than our town, but their festival draws a huge crowd.
Thursday evening we were setting up the tent. Friday we unpacked and arranged the pottery, then took turns sitting waiting for customers, and talking to people. Saturday was cold and rainy, even so we sold more that day.
|Explaining new techniques to Gina|
|Sharing secrets of the trade with art teacher Carol|
|Malachi and friend|