Don't even know why I wrote that. I hate the Bahamas. well, if I was to go there I'd hate it. Give me Oughterard, County Clare anytime, I was just making a reference to a vacation spot, because I am, on vacation, but not anywhere near sand.
Instead I am locked inside a modest hotel (when you want a room for only $50 you get 'modest") in the deep south. Yes, jealous ones, I am in Springfield Illinois. Lucky enough, due to the generosity of one farmer husband who is doing ALL the chores, I attended the second annual mtg of The Central Illinois Sustainable Farmers Network.
The meeting was good, the company was lovely, the networking opportunities were abundant but that's not the reason I came.
I came to be alone. I'm still working on a book, I needed time to clear my bogfuddled head and I've had this driving desire to make some of those really cute fabric flowers. Have you seen them ? Not wanting to pay $13.99 for one, I packed my suitcase with glue gun and pin backs, stopped at a thrift store for a .99 cent dress to use for the petal flowers and made a fabric flower. In between chapters on my book.
The writing went well. The fabric flower was hideous.
No, I do not have pictures. Were you not listening? I'm on vacation.