Parish wants to play again. He's found his white belt and is in the mood to play, so I am very happy. James told him I had glass bottles (5 1gal. wine bottles) for him, but only if he ran a mead class. He said he was already planning on making some anyway. This is all looking like good. It appears that things are beginning to be made of win. I has a hopeful. I even talked to him directly on the phone today and he mentioned wanting to play, so it's not just hearsay. Oh I hope we wrangle him back in again!
We are also getting the Jones' on a regular basis... this is pure treasure. Pappa's planning blacksmithing activities we can do, and Mama pulled out her needlework and worked on it all through the movie (Terry Jones' "Crusades"), with a flashlight coz the lights were low. That's dedication!
I knew if I stuck in there long enough I wouldn't remain the only Avalon member in Montana!
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