Fun, happy, whimsical...

Those are the three words we keep hearing as people visit the forest. Yesterday was another crazy one with about 6 hours of hands on bottle making and glitter abounding. Some participants added finishing touches to their flowers by helping themselves to the pipe cleaners the homeless man gave us. One lady exclaimed that the installation was her absolute favorite and that this was the third time she had visited. It made me realize that the trees really do create not a display but a magical place.

It started raining so we packed up the scissors and materials leaving a pile of glitter conglomerate for passers by to play with. Then we went to Taco Bob's where the owner gave me a complimentary lunch and we watched people interact with the installation. One older lady stopped at the glitter table, took a pinch and with a giggle sprinkled it over her head. Other visitors brought back memories of my Natalie who could never resist 'making stuff'. When we moved from our last house I had packed up anything she could possibly use to make a mess and found her in the middle of her bedroom floor creating some masterpiece out of a tissue, a cardboard paper roll, and some wire. At any rate, a couple of people found a Styrofoam drink cup and painted it with the unwashed paint-brushes then rolled it on the sparkly table.

It started to rain in earnest so we packed up the rest of our supplies and got into our car. John wanted to wait a bit to make sure the trees were weathering the wind OK. (He's gotten attached to them too.) We sat in the car and laughed as we watched people try to take shelter from the weather under our trees.