well… it's quite interesting my 'no facebook January' … I'd have usually shared pics on there so today I've gathered some snaps to share about my week at Woodford.
I spent some time just taking in the sights and the feeling of fun and freedom that pervades woodford, 11.30pm was magical … 3 minutes silence outside with hundreds of people each holding a little candle and thinking of our loved ones and those not there… I didn't catch a photo of it… I chose to 'be' there instead.
on News Years eve at midnight I was on my own biting into a giant byron bay doughnut… listening to a tribal kind of band… New Year's Eve's are charged times… so much energy about the place… I felt ok to be alone.. alone in a sea of lovely people, I didn't feel lonely.
here's some pics to give you a glimpse into my week.
Oh… I visited this place several times and sat to write a letter… it was DIVINE… the art of letter writing was revived with a delightful twist at woodford this year… that gorgeous posty girl… would collect the letters people had written for stangers.. perhaps only describing them by an item of clothing, or a gender and age range… and sent a letter off to them for the fun of it, to brighten their day perhaps. If we wanted to send a letter to a friend at the festival all we needed to do was write their phone number and name on the envelope and they did the rest. I LOVED THIS SOOOO MUCH.
I hope you're enjoying the start of a whole new shiny year…
bye for now,
love Denise xo
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