*ahem* Anyway...about 27 hours after coming home from Kalamazoo, I was struck down by a horrible bout of the plague (aka, sore throat, coughing, and stuffy nose). My original agenda for this past week was:
- Blog about Kalamazoo.
- Make an 1860s cotton work dress.
- Blog about my brand-new involvement as a volunteer at Blandford Nature Center.
- List fabric on Etsy (whatever didn't sell at K-zoo).
Then I got sick an my agenda looked more like:
- Call in sick to work.
- Sleep all day.
- Cough. A lot.
- Have a man voice from all the coughing and stuffiness.
- Wish for a swift and painless death.
I accomplished one of those lists. I'll let you figure out which one.
Fortunately, I was feeling better by Saturday, which was vital because Saturday was my first day volunteering with Blandford Nature Center. I honestly have no idea how I've been living in the greater Grand Rapids area for over ten years and have never heard of them before this year, but we'll let that pass for a moment while I explain to you why Blandford is awesome.
--First of all, Nature Centers (yes, capitalized) are amazing. They just are. Nature is amazing, and an organization that is dedicated to preserving and sharing it's amazingness is, therefore, also amazing.
--Secondly, some of my favorite childhood memories are from visiting Sarett Nature Center, when I lived in Southwest Michigan for basically my entire childhood. I learned a lot of valuable lessons about nature--how to appreciate it, survive in it, and love it--from that place, and the opportunity to share that is unspeakably appealing.
--Thirdly, in addition to normal Nature Center-y stuff, they also do historical interpretation in a number of buildings that have been relocated to Blandford from various places in West Michigan.
Pretty much everything Blandford does is something that interests me...with the exception of farming. I'm great with animals. I love nature. I adore historical interpretation. But cultivated plants and I? Not so much friends. I have the blackest of black thumbs...so hopefully as long as I steer clear of their farming projects, there won't be any blighted crops or anything. I'll just stick to the critters and the history!
Anyway, Saturday was the annual Sugarbush Festival at Blandford, and I was fortunate enough to be invited to interpret in the Robinson-Kuhtic log cabin in full-on 1860s garb. Remember that work dress I didn't get done? Yeah, that would have been good to have. Hopefully next time I will have it ready to wear--because I met a wonderful woman named Karen, who prepared a delicious meal on the antique cast iron stove in the cabin! Alas, I was still fuzzy-headed from being sick, so I didn't get any pictures. *facepalm* Next time. Honest! I will get pictures next time!
Lastly, I did get one more thing on my first agenda done--I've been listing fabric at my Etsy shop today. I'm clearing out my stash, so if you've ever wondered what lives in my costume closet, head over and take a look!