It was my first visit to Wisconsen for Camp and by the looks of it, I had a great time. There was so much to see and learn, I was completely happy with creative people and the nurturing, useful skill we've come to value. I went alone but came back with several new friends. I sampled a few great local beers, ate the fried dill pickles and bought enough Shetland jumper weight to last me the ice-age.
I know in your heart of hearts you wished you knit too.
Here's me and Meg Swansen. I think all we would need is a vast amount of time and short roads between us to be good friends. I'll just go ahead and pretend... a few more camps maybe.
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