I remember toasting the new year with such optimism that 2020 was going to be a good one. I guess the moral here is that I don't have predictive powers.
All of my shows were canceled.
So what did I do all summer? Loads of camping, fishing, foraging, reading, cooking. Of course, it started with lots of puzzles and drinking.
Once the weather warmed up, we started camping. A lot. The drinking continued.
We mostly camp in the Boundary Waters which means you can't bring glass or metal along. Thank you, boxed wine!
I can't say enough how glad I am that we live here. During the pandemic we've been able to live pretty much like we always do. That said, we did kick up the homesteading. More fishing, foraging, and gardening. Here's our harvested garlic drying in the basement.
Last year we started foraging for mushrooms. It's a dangerous hobby. But you know me, I like living on the edge like that.
We cooked some in butter for an appetizer. The lobster mushrooms turn the butter a deep orangy yellow.
It continues to be a struggle to work in the studio. I miss the interaction with people at art shows. Now that fall is in the air, I'm beginning to feel the pull back to my little studio space. Meanwhile, you'll find me closing out the season sitting next to a campfire.