I went South today and ended up in Shelton, a place I drive through every year, but never stop. Shelton is an Olympic Peninsula timber town, whose mill just closed down last week. I’m always surprised when I come across an actual operating lumber mill in Washington; very few are left.
Cannabis is a fast-growing industry in Mason County where Shelton is, and might take a bit of the sting out of the mill closure.
It’s the festival season, so I ended up back in PT for the steampunk event. I always have a problem trying to describe steampunk, what it is, why people do it, and why it’s in Port Townsend. “Victorian Industrial Science Fiction”, which is strictly my description of what I see.
Folk dress up in Victorian garb and then it goes from there. Over the last couple of years I’m beginning to comprehend what they are doing. Incidental to the basic message is that it’s assumed that women with large bosoms and big thighs was an ideal body form, so there are plenty of those fashions on the street.
The music in town was good today. I played shill for a trio setting up, which turned out to be an extreme crowd and money gatherer. One of the very best street performances I’ve seen in PT. Others were grabbing audiences, too.