More Cedarburg

I cant seem to quit you, Ennis. Oh wait. That was something else. Okay, so I'm back at the blog. You must wonder if I ever do anything else. But I had a few additional thoughts. Like you might like to see the angel I photographed in the graveyard at Cedarburg. Jill Berry has the story behind it on her blog.

Jill's the teacher that took a group of us out on Sunday morning to make rubbings on the street and in the graveyard. She had the fancy wax rubbing sticks and everything. She knew where the good stuff was located because she'd taken her class out on a recon to get to know Cedarburg in depth.

Jill teaches book arts and they made books of their Cedarburg experiences. With plat maps and all kinds of local evidence. What a great class that was and Jill is an excellent and very fun teacher. I got to see one of the finished books and it made me wish I'd gotten to walk the town too and make such a lovely souvenir of my stay.

This is a photo she took of me on the bridge holding Little Debbie in my hand. hee hee. What a beautiful fall day it was. (that story is on Jill's blog too.)

And here are a couple of shots from the party on Thursday night before the classes started. People having fun. Always a good way to start the event.

Kim provided us with quills and ink and we doodled in our own and in the booklets of our friends. (Michael de and Jill Shulse above). Of course we are only drinking energy drinks.

Here is a window I shot in town and altered a bit to use in my journal. You can snag it too if you like it and use it in yours. I'm going to put a face in the window maybe or something else. Maybe cut the opening out so you can see what's on the page behind it. Fun.

Thank you to Kim, to Cedarburg (such lovely people), to all who attended. I can't stop thinking about you and about the wonderful time we had together. Each moment of life is sweet and unique. We must shine while we can.