Also a delight were the more husi-peripheral residents of the Schoolhouse. People and beasts who appear in CBB & littlestar’s stories and are an essential part of the gestalt of The Schoolhouse, but who aren’t active participants of our site. They took to the invasion of The Internet with stride and made us all feel entirely welcome and at home. Even Blackberry the tortoise made an escape from her pen to join in on the fun. And possibly pilfer the dog kibble. Candy the gun-shy hunting dog was less enthusiastic about the fireworks, but seemed pleased by the availability of pats and scritches. The Australian cockatiel joined in with a chorus of cat-calls. I can only assume he was the manifestation of CBBs subconscious in avian form.
There were many adventures over the weekend, with lakes and quicksand, campfires and fireworks, and a few dabblings in psychonautery. Mostly, however, it was just simply about being able to spend time with one another. Being hussites the conversation was as wide-ranging as it was articulate. Many a beer was had, and many a bottle of harder spirits went around. Laughter was easy and plentiful. People asked me what the highlight of the trip was, and there wasn’t any one thing. It was just the delight in being able to see and to hug and to talk and to laugh with some of my favourite people. Also, I totally slept in a hammock. That was pretty awesome.
The Road to and from HuSiStock was a little more rocky, but to borrow a line from CBB: that is another story for another time.
Update [2014-8-20 7:20:33 by MostlyHarmless]: I totally forgot to include a link to the photos I posted on FaceBook
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