Sunday was Grandparents Day, or so I learned on the internet. So, when the above mentioned grandson phoned and wanted to come spend some time with us, it was hard to say no. We had plans though, to go on an artist studio tour. I told him that, and he informed me, "I like art," so we picked him up on our way through his town.
At our first stop, he took a good look at some of the watercolours, telling me which ones he liked. I pointed out a simpler one, with just layers of land and sky and suggested he could try something like that with my watercolours sometime. He said he didn't like that one. Didn't "get it at all" was more like the phrase used., which once again proves art appreciation is an individual thing.
He was thrilled to be allowed to enter the draw though, and took the time to fill out the entry form himself. Everyone on the tour could fill out a form at each of the locations they visited, and have a chance for a $50 certificate to buy something from any of the artists along the way. I think, by the end of the day, he had decided it would be nice to have one of those soft fluffy bears from the Magpie Hill Alpaca farm. We only found where to fill the entries out at a couple of locations though. I'm not sure if that cut down on our chances, or increased them. If others had as much trouble finding the draw slips, there won't be much competition.
I think the highlight of the day, and a big surprise, was walking through Herman Ruhland's Enchanted Gnome Forest. The man has gone to a lot of work clearing trails, hanging rocks and sticks from trees, setting up stone mushrooms and gnome homes and populating the forest with hundreds of little gnomes and fairies, and even fish in the "underwater garden in the shade" (which isn't underwater, but has some mermaids and singing fish).
Our budding artist had a good day seeing what others do. He learned you could make statues using wire and t-shirts, that alpaca wool is very soft, and so is deer hide. He saw how moccasins are cut out and stitched together, and how a block of stone can be filed into a bear. He declared that he'd like to paint but never gets to do that, so I promised that next time he comes to visit, he could.
To top off the day, we stopped in North Gower at Steven's Creek Country Market and had some absolutely marvelous ice cream. The lady said it comes from Tracy's Dairy in Renfrew. While we frequently come to the North Gower Farmer's Market, which is just across the street from this location, we now have another reason to make a little trip out that way.