Several people were scraping bows from osage and hickory and other woods.
I made 3 crocheted washcloths for Mario's family. I did some rock juggling. I visited with Aimee even though she was under the weather and sitting a safe distance from everyone. Baby Jack brought his parents. They got there late after swinging by the leather store to pick up leather for some bowyers.
Jim from the roving archers asked us all to write letters to the city and make sure that when the archery contract comes up for renewal they know we don't want to lose our range. Neighbors overlooking the range have bitterly complained for years that we are mucking up their backyard Arroyo Seco. I already wrote the rough draft of my letter. Just waiting for him to let us know where to send letters to before I type it up.
Next weekend is the open house art walk at Chris' place called PaleoArts down by San Diego. I'm looking forward to going to that.