Pics from a Roving Reporter

My last words to you Friday were that I was off on assignment.  Now, I’m about to be off to Camp Dularge to meet another artisan, a woodworker, whose work will be featured at the camp.  So I must continue to be brief and mysterious about the weekend.

How about I quickly post a photo story and I’ll let you guess where I was and what I was doing there until I can fabricate a believable story!!!

Here we go!

I didn’t cook this.

Not my plate or beer.

Spied on a bunch of these

Saw a bunch of these.

And about a dozen of these

I got distracted by these

Saw about 110 of these . . .

who owned about 110 of these

And lastly, about a dozen of these fighting over carcasses

All righty!  Let the imaginations begin!

BW