GRADUATING FROM OXFORD (rug school)

Yes, I am now an Oxford graduate. 

Oxford Rug Hooking School, that is. 

I'm pretty chuffed about having made it through the extraordinary week along with my wonderful classmates Kathleen, Patty, Bob, Jude, Phyllis, and Chris.  But the fact that we've graduated from the certification training doesn't mean that we are certified...yet.  Oh no!  We still have a load of homework to do, and all of it will be very good training.

I'll be posting a bit more over the next few days about the experience, which was intense.  Vermont was at its most beautiful while we were there--perfect weather with long sunny days, no humidity, not too hot.  Great for working hard.  We did.  Here are some shots of the environment:

Through my very dirty car windshield, here's the view of the road over one of the passes through the Green Mountains on the way to Cornwall, VT.  I think Vermont put on one of her best shows this past week.  What a gorgeous place.

View from bedroom window.  The road is Route 30.  That tree appeared to be reaching out to give us a hug all week.

A partial view of the side yard, taken from the kitchen.  On the left you can see the patio table and chairs; on the middle-right you can see the picnic tables.  There were three gardens to view and lovely landscapes of the mountains.  We ate a lot of meals out here while watching rabbits and chipmunks galore.  Oh, and the birds...

I'll be posting more about the event...however, since coming home I've been dealing with:

• Major plumbing issues in the (only) bathroom
• Major plumbing issues in the kitchen
• Major problems with a corrupted email program requiring a clean installation of my entire operating system (thank god for backups)--this actually took eleven hours to resolve!
• Missing parking permits/stickers required for my car by July 1.  Don't ask.  I finally went down to the city parking office and waited...and waited...and refused to leave without them. 
  

I can hear Roseanne Roseannadanna in the background, can't you? 
"It's always something."

Now things seem to be calming down, so no more excuses; time to get back to work.

To be continued...