Saturday is the sad day of packing up and leaving school. It was nice to have a week of focusing on just one thing. I forced myself to linger by packing after breakfast rather than before. I even carried smaller loads to the car, just to stay slow. Then I headed over to the craft shop and picked up another tapestry weaving book, a pair of earrings, and a piece of pewter from the scratch and dent sale. I figured with my husband as a pewtersmith he could fix the piece.
The weather was beautiful by that point and the school was practically empty. I took my harp out to an arbor not far from the cooking studio. There is a sleeping herb garden behind the arbor to support the studio. I played there for about an hour and found for half of it I actually had an audience! There was robin spending time in one of the sleeping shrubs who listened and then would sing between pieces. At one point during a piece, he sang very loudly jumping towards me and then flew off. I packed up soon afterward, but two robins came by and just stared. It's likely my imagination it was the same one, but what do you think happened? In any case, it was a great ending to a great week.