I sit, perusing an online thesaurus, trying to find the right words to describe my stay at September's Squam Art Retreat, only to realize that there are no words that capture the enchantment I experience from the moment I pull into camp.
Squam is five days of camaraderie with kindred spirits. Tranquil afternoons spent sitting on the dock, sharing stories. It is a time to rekindle friendships made through the years and a chance to grow creatively.
Squam is about taking bold steps, pursuing passions, weaving magic into my days.
During workshops I soak up new knowledge and share ideas with other artists and crafters.
At night I sit in front of the fire with my Squam family, drinking wine and knitting. Sometimes chatting, oftentimes just enjoying the crackling of the fire and the call of the loons.
Squam is five days of respite, of slowing down time and becoming present.
It is a place where age and experience doesn't matter. At Squam we are all equals, students and enthusiasts of arts and crafts, celebrants of creativity and discovery.
Being at Squam makes me happy. It's that simple.