Here i am in Norwalk, ct.. where i've come for sum years. This has been one of the shows i so looked forward to .. and this year everything is different..

i arrived to en empty parking lot.. got here the day before in hopes to get my coveted spot to park the motor home, as in years past it would take a miracle to have this lovely spot where i am parked, alone... not an rv near, just up the way yet the only other..where years past it was crowded with artisans in rv's

my view, i so look forward to, of this little marina, as the sun has set, the lights, upon the dock, glowing refection, from wide to narrow pointing at me.. The late day wind subsided.. there's a huge house, or what once was, over looking the harbor/marina, i have always had a fashionation with, there are always people there, but it doesn't look like a restaurant, if i could i would just go over there, dressed nicely, and check the whole thing out.. i have always wanted to do that..

my mom would have.. but have never been able to.. boo hoo

as i sit to listen to madeline reading willy wonka to Andres , suddenly more motivated to read to him , only since Tedric the house mouse.. what a wonderful inspiration..not just the joy of reading a charming story to ones little brother, but the joy of reading .. to ur little brother..

as i went to meet with pauline (perals of) who has spent 30 years directing crafters to their spaces she gave me her history, directing if u will.. and it's dynamic changes through the years to now.. a full circle if u will..

from moms and crafty ladies, a extra income, to the spouse chimming in, it's business potenial, a worth while endeavor, enough to quit ones job for, now again, a supplemental income.. insuranance... a drive back.. he to 9-5, she to the show, that extra income, with flexible hours, to mind the children..

and i ask, oh where do i fit into this picture.. still a better income to what a high school degree can bring minus the insurance.. of which there is naturally none.. I haven't worked for anyone since i was 22.. anyone but me.. more a slave driver than most jobs, yet i am my best boss.. whom i so look forward to greeting first thing in the morning and each night as i put my head down upon my pillow… time with the crew, no conventional job would allow.. a time card oh what a wicked word.. can hardly imagine..ewwwww..

and as i started writing last night .. in the cloudy night sky no stars and awake to a thick layer of high cirrus.. no wind or rain.. and in the near distance rides still being assembled.. for the long weekend ahead.. where the majority of money will go this weekend.. ah but u never know, Up Your Ear, fits into a many budget..

so with that, i , with the few crafters left, to make a show of, in that department, a surer chance to grab that coveted dollar, less crafters, less pie to share, we should fair alright, i am sure.. though at this time i feel, this will be my fairwell song to norwalk.. what a wonderful show, it had been for so many.. now the last few.. to see it to the end..

last year on this very weekend, at saturdays close madeline and i , sat at our little table, that late night and made the decision to see grandma Root, to drive across the nation, and change our lives, unknowingly, today the eve before such a magnanimous changed, only yesterday we were reached out to, via Skype, by all her new friends in L.A. what a year.. and how fortunate we have been.. friends from sea to shinning sea.. can we ask any more of life? a little security would be nice, but the not knowing has it's thrill, like the rides out side my window.. that rush in your stomach, as we take it one day at a time.. may the ride never stop!! over too soon even at 80.. to my mom, who's birthday approaches, who lived the ride more than most..

and to those of us still on it, hold on tight.. keep your eyes open.. as the ferris wheel reaches the top the view is so spectacular!!

have a wonderful day, as my morning has been, in just the brief time, i have been up, it is already another great day.. with the bright morning sunshine, all ours..

Andrea and Crew

with much love,

from Norwalk..