Worth a Dam-mers worked hard on saturday to pull the festival together. Setting up, taking down, carrying heavy things, tying down lighter things, it was three full time jobs falling hard upon the heels of months of planning. Time and effort well spent, and we were rewarded with new energy and enthusiasm from our many visitors. On Sunday we scrambled to take back the awnings, upload the photos and count the earnings, and noticed how much slower our brains were working from all the effort. I was delighted to get GTK’s videos saturday night, but when I stared at them sunday morning I couldn’t remember how to extract audio or make a clip. Our mighty treasurer Jon counted and recounted the earnings 17 times and got a diferent number every time. I heard similar complaints from Lory, Linda(s) and Cheryl. We were all a little dazed and confused yesterday. We knew we had done something very, very good, but we just couldn’t remember what to do next!
Which is unfortunate because we’re still baking tiles at my house and I am presenting for the John Muir Mountain Day Camp on wednesday. Here’s hoping there is a little cerebral recovery between now and then. How long does it take for the grass to spring back up after deer were laying on it? You know you can see the depression they made for 6 hours after, maybe 12. Then the grass bounces back to its standing height and there’s no record at all of the lovely organic pressure that once weighed there. I need that to happen to my gyri and sulci.
