What a treat it is to return to Squam year after year and soak up the creative mojo that only Elizabeth knows how to throw down. And throw down she did- this gathering was EPIC. Let’s start with the fact that I was able to go alone- no babes along for the ride. I wasn’t quite sure I was going to pull off my solo escape, but Vik took to the bottle like a champ. And just like that…a bit of wild freedom!
I was a bit late to the party, arriving on Thursday evening, but rooming with my very favorite person in the world eased me right into the swing of things. We’d been wanting to room together since we met at Squam four years ago but babies kept getting in the way of our grand plans. We talked and knit late into the first night, and it was pure bliss. Don’t let her sweetness fool you, that Kellen has a wicked sense of humor- and you know I like me some sass. Our cabin mates in Nirvana were equally wonderful- such a hilarious, talented, genuine group of women.
The rest of our time flew by- I didn’t take a single class, just wandered and tried my best to capture some of the magic with my pictures. Somehow I always fall short- it’s just too damn magical.
Harriet Goodall‘s class pretty much turned me green with envy- starting with a pile of organic materials her students wove these incredible baskets. It was such a visually stunning class…
On Saturday, there was not one, but two giant parties. First, the Ravelry Revelry…a knitting party complete with kegs, candy, and knitting relays (no, seriously). And in case you are shaking your head in wonder, let me tell you, those knitters know how to party.
And later in the day, the Squam Art Fair, where no wallet is safe. To say everyone was enthusiastic about the fair would be an understatement- they were lined up half an hour before opening.
Maybe it was just for the free beer (but I’m guessing the piles of luxurious yarn, and other handmade goodies might have had something to do with it)…
As amazing as the experience was, by Saturday night, I was missing my boys something terrible. I was all to happy to wave goodbye to that magical place and return home, to a little magic of my own in the form of two boys who were beyond thrilled to see their mama. Though there is no doubt my step is a bit lighter, my knitting skills a bit sharper, and my outlook a bit sunnier. A dose of Squam was just what I needed to kick this summer off to an incredible start.