This was my third visit to the Peppertree, and sadly, this is the last one. It is my guess that Trace Eubanks, the organizer, will come up with a new idea because he has so many contacts in the art community and so much experience putting a lovely show together.  When Marilyn and I arrived, we noticed a woman sitting outside the art barn with a complicated knitting project. Of course we went straight for her and made friends immediately. Her husband, Barron Postmus, was showing his oil paintings inside, and he came out for a break. What nice people, and what an amazing knitter Jane is!   Finally made it inside, and were shuffling along with the crowds, oohing and ahhing. We came across one painter’s work in particular that wowed the socks off both of us (a little Knitter Lingo), and it was Barron’s work! Wow, wow, wow! http://www.barronpostmus.com/   Also, I finally got to meet the fantastic painter, Niles Nordquist from Escondido. His work also knocks my socks off, and it is my hope that one day he will conduct a workshop in his studio or nearby. I gave him a business card so he might feel sorry for me and offer to help! (that was so very brave of me – you must see this man’s work! http://www.nilesnordquist.com/ )  There were many many others showing their work, and one of my favorite painters is Denis Milhomme, from right here in Three Rivers. His work was there, but he was not. I talked him up to anyone that was looking at his work – such a nice guy, I wanted to sell something for him! http://www.settlerswest.com/artists/Denis_Milhomme.html     There were people there taking photos of paintings and sculptures, which surprised me a great deal. I had always thought that was bad manners, but perhaps the rules have changed. The artists were all so accommodating about answering any questions. Nonetheless, due to my earlier training in etiquette,  my camera stayed in the car. We had a great but fast trip, mostly without incident. There was that one unfortunate dyslexic mixup with the GPS that had us going south instead of north, but we had a steering wheel and knew how to use it. And, a great mystery was solved when we discovered that the GPS tells the driving speed. Turns out that if I want to go 55, I need to see 59 on my speedometer. 65  requires 69, et cetera.  Is that why people always tailgate me??? Good grief, how embarrassing! The photos below show the entrance to the ranch where the show is held, and the last one is a view on the drive home. Don’t worry, I only aimed my camera while driving but didn’t put my eye on the view finder. (formerly known as the Eyehole until I got educated by Mike’s Cameras!)