Norah and I decided to take a camping trip, just the two of us, to The Planting Festival at Woodfordia. 3 days of craft, activities and art. Our kinda thing 😉 It was so different to Woodford Folk Fest, just in size. Planting is literally 1/10th of the size. The entrance to the Folk Fest is at the big bamboo archway, whereas the entrance for Planting is all the way past the Pineapple tent! It blew my mind at how different it felt too. I love Woodford, but planting was just so much calmer. The only downside to Planting was the zero music and entertainment. I guess they can’t be too same-same though. 🤷🏼♀️
A few of her school friends and their mums also came along so we had a nice big group campsite.
It was another rainy and cold camping weekend, but we made the most of it! Making some clay critters, which are now sitting proudly on a shelf at home, a screen printed seed bag, plastic bottle plant pot and a bunch of other creations and fun things and even planted some tree’s.
Norah met an old Wool shearer who spindles the wool into yarn and makes his own beanies and blankets. The girls were fascinated with him.
I went and did a rag rug making workshop, some early morning yoga, lots of walking around the stalls, which gave us the rights to eat a few Byron Bay Donuts (OMG 🤤🤤). I tested out Tony’s birthday present 😂 — the little NanoPress camping espresso maker – so good! Perfectly made espresso’s every morning 👌🏻
The Welcoming & Closing Ceremony’s are always my favourite parts of the Woodford Folk Fest and the Planting ones were just as amazing with 1/10th the amount of people, but still 100% amazing ceremonies.
Norah kicked her toe on the first day and ripped back part of her little toenail. So we took her to first aid 😂but that little thing just kept getting kicked or stood on, the poor monkey.
I didn’t get my camera out as much as I intended to but spending quality time with the big miss was pretty damn good.