There was a smallish turnout—I guess I should go into teaching how to file your taxes or some other universally desired skill, but what fun would that be?
And, to be honest, small groups are my favorite, where each person can work at his/her own pace, and we all get to know each other so well, even in the course of a few hours.
The weekend started Friday evening and went through Sunday morning—not quite three days, but enough time to luxuriate in attention, observation, detail.
We practiced the basics of observing and drawing.
We went on slow hikes, noting each thing of significance as we went along.
We closed our eyes to use our other senses, and wrote about what we noticed, felt, remembered, and wondered.
It was a pretty terrific way to spend a fall weekend in Maine.
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