I can't have an entire blog without mentioning that I have my own crafting retreat twice a year!!
This retreat represents everything that is important to me---
taking time to socialize with other women.
taking time to reflect.
making time to create.
making time to look at photos.
taking a break from the fast pace of the world.
Twice a year, my 'scrapbooking' buddies and I meet up at a local campground south of Joplin. The camp is a beautiful place---with a pond, a swimming pool, cabins, trees, a fire pit....We sleep in the cabins, on bunk beds--just like at camp--and set up tables filled with crafting supplies in the main lodge. From Friday-Sunday, all we do is eat, snack, sleep a little, and craft our hearts out.
Most of the ladies are scrapbookers....but some are quilters, and card makers, and painters. It is always fun to see what everyone is working on. We have a chef who cooks for us, and also does all the dishes...which gives us plenty of time to get to those projects we've been putting off. Everyone brings their own supplies, and their own to-do list. Lately, I have had to do homework during the retreat---which is no fun.....
I rarely advertise for the event. I have a blog, an event page, and a facebook page just for communicating the event. I always make an event flyer, which gets circulated digitally, and since 2010, the event has grown and grown. This year, I had 45 signed up a week before the deadline and I had to close registration--space is limited!
I never get much sleep at the event---I am usually exhausted by the time I get home on Sunday---it is a lot of work to haul all of my supplies down, unload, set up, work on my projects (I never want to miss anything), sleep a little and then pack it all up again and haul it home and unload it again.
The most memorable thing to happen was two years ago. (It was the first year we hired a cook---before that it was pot luck, everyone brought their own food.) On the way to the campground, the wind started whipping the trees around and I got really scared. A big storm was rolling through and my car was right in the middle of it!! The path to the campground is very rural---lots of fields, some big trees,
This is my 'slice of life' blog.
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