Basically we play in the dirt all day and drink wine at about sundown

And by about 10pm we can barely keep our eyes open.  There's a lot of dancing, eating and checking in about who saw the doe and how many of her babies were with her.  Sometimes we swim in the pond.  It's a tough life, but somebody's gotta do it.

And as for shabbat, it was BEAUTIFUL!  A joyously loud Kabbalat Shabbat and the fastest mincha of my life (is it ok to daven mincha after KS? There's no eruv so I had to finish before the sun set but I didn't think of that until I turned the page to maariv... and the mosquitos come out with a vengeance at sundown, apparently) out in an open field surrounded by trees and dotted with sculpture.  I found a lovely book (Tales from the Town of Widows) written by a writing resident at Omi (James Canon) a few years back which kept me occupied while I waited for the candles to run their course last night and today enjoyed some lovely dancing with and by my fellow resident artists.


I arrived armed with Kedem, challah, candles and a siddur.  Now all I need is some organic dark chocolate truffle from Trader Joe's and everything will be splendid.  (In lieu of that, I suppose I'll just have to settle for a daily dose of fresh berries and sunshine.  Sigh...)


As for a little business, now that the artists have all shared a bit about their choreographic processes and past work in workshops and salons this week, we're ready to start pitching collaborative projects to dive into (likely literally, we've got a bunch of ponds, streams, puddles and a pool).  This is gonna be epic.


Shavuah tov!  

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