Tahoe to Fillmore, Utah

Last things at Tahoe included one last blue boy run.  While not the most pleasant thing about our stay, being on site was a reasonable compensation for the trouble.

Soon we were on the road to Fillmore, Utah.

The scenery was dramatic.

One of the many murals in Ely, Nevada seemed a tribute to our recent experience.

We found Ely to be an interesting town.

After a good lunch, we were set to drive to Fillmore.

Driving into Fillmore felt like coming home!  Our old spot was waiting for us and the desert willow we planted last year had grown beautifully.

We helped prepare for the Old Capitol Arts Festival then set out to enjoy it.  Jim almost immediately found himself another gig as blacksmith with wheelwright Dennis Allen.

Meanwhile, I prepared to play my harp and flutes.

This was an enjoyable experience.

We loved greeting old friends,

Nora Healey

Carl Camp

Shauna Johnson

and meeting new ones.....

Dennis Allen

The vendors were awesome, 

Wildfire Creations

Navajo Jewelry

rock jewelry

silk scarves

and welded art.

And then, there was the living history!

Birds of Prey

pioneer couples,

and craftsmen--the broommaker

and cooper

There was so much to be learned!

This is a wonderful festival!  I hope to come back another year!

While still in Fillmore, there were friends to visit....

Nora and Paul Healey are so dear.

Nora was justifiably proud of the blue ribbon she won in the art show!  We loved our delicious dinner and great visit with these wonderful folks.

We managed to squeeze in a picnic up the canyon before it was time to leave Fillmore.

It feels like a little part of our hearts will always belong to Fillmore, Utah.