Nice sunny day here, not that warm but no complaints. We went to the Arts Festival over in Indio at the Polo Grounds, it was superb, artists from all over the States, jewelry, tons of visual artists, a flute maker, a flute player, potters, glass blowers, weavers of clothing and also carpets this year, different fabric arts, it was such beautiful high class art, and some folks were buying.
Don't ask any more about my flute collection, it might have expanded once again. Better buys down here than at home, most flute makers live in the US, and you have to pay duty to import them into Canada, I believe. This new one isn't in 2 parts, like most of my others, it is bored out, and is very pretty, and quite different, key of F sharp. The maker is called Native Echo, from Apple Valley in Utah.
He explained that he's making some changes in the body shape of the flute, and the fetish or block on the top is aligned perfectly by the shape of the flute. It can't shift out of place like some of the others can.
Anyway, I also got a very nice pair of dochroic glass earrings, we drank lemonade, and walked all around the grassy area, surrounded by the most gorgeous art everywhere. And I bought a CD from a nice flute player fellow, he's part American part German, and was a super musician.
We would surely have loved to buy one of everything. But we couldn't, though we really enjoyed ourselves, and managed to see nearly everything before the sun went down, and it really cooled off quickly as it does down here in winter.
Raced back to the campsite in time to go to the clubhouse for dinner, they served swiss steak and it was yummy.
Did a laundry later, and talked to a nice couple from Parksville. They had just bought a small park model over in Quail Valley, a park near us here. Small world, indeed.
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