It must be summer.

Dear Bonnie,
I blatantly ripped off this photo from your facebook page.
Dear Everyone Else,
It's true. I now have access to facebook.
Wanna "friend" us? Just look up Red Prairie Press.

We had a great weekend, albeit exhausting. Thursday night we made it to the opening of the MD Film Fest (and proceeded to attend screenings all weekend. Saturday was the Squidfire Art Mart, which was fabulous because it didn't rain and although Phil was off at the film festival, I got to be neighbors with Jenny Strunge on one side, and the ladies of B.E.S.T. on the other. A great day, I met lots of people, and ate a fair amount of ice cream. Sunday Phil and I made it to a bunch more movies - my absolute favorite being Stingray Sam- a series of connected shorts by Cory McAbee (whose work I was admittedly already smitten with). If you ever get a chance to see McAbee's work, or better yet, hear him talk... drop everything and go for it. In the above photo, Phil is reenacting one the dances McAbee (starring as Stingray Sam himself) does in the movie, during a song about being pregnant with a baby stingray. (I mean...if it wasn't obvious).

Next weekend we're off to NY for BUST Spring Crafttacular...with shows to follow in Baltimore, Philly, DC, Brooklyn, and beyond... coming soon. It occured to me this morning that I haven't felt like it was summer in about 3 years. Summer used to feel like it was vacation time, with nothing to do but swim and lay in the grass. Now I look forward to the season for different reasons. It's my busiest time of year (save the three weeks before christmas), and we are constantly on the go. I love the excuse to travel and leave my basement studio to be out in the sun on weekends. But every once in a while, when I can't remember what city I'll be in next, and live by my daily planner.... I miss the feeling of an empty schedule... just a tad.

Don't forget to enjoy the sunshine...
I know I'm doing my derndest...