This is the car after it was packed.
Thank God, there are coffee options on the way up throughout Squamish. At that time of the morning I could choose Starbucks or the true Canadian option.
I had a terrific reunion with folks I haven't seen since last year....Wanda, Micheline and Jean Marie, and Rebecca. All talented crafters in their own right, substitute Wanda for Jean Pierre and we had a nice dinner gathering at the end of the day to celebrate the start of the season.
Something wonderful happened. For the first time ever, I sold more wool than finished goods. People are really starting to dig the hand spun. This is something I have been waiting for since I started spinning.......now...where is that first pattern you ask.
Custom orders, great vendor neighbours, beautiful babies, and believe it or not herds of snowboarders. I can't believe I didn't pull out my camera for that.
Whenever there was no traffic, John and I grabbed a nice patch of sun and people watched. We were celebrating father's day. After all we are up to 3 fur kids.
Observation --The most favoured snack of the day was kettle corn ---what an intoxicating smell--- with a close second, the Apple Fritters from my neighbour across the way. Although I didn't partake, I heard TESTIMONIALS to their extreme deliciousness.
This was the booth at tear down -when I remembered my camera.
Overall impression. I am going to love my summer at Whistler -----Need to do a happy yarn spin and get myself organized....Custom orders to work on. Next weekend I promise full pictures of all the yummy goodness of the market.
