2020
I Think We Are Stuck Inside JUMANJI!
The year started out with lots of promise and endless possibilities. January saw me jetting off to Arizona to soak in the Art of the Cowgirl. This was followed a month later by a trip to the ever enticing Sin City, Las Vegas. Upon return there was the start of rumblings about a new virus, but nothing really concrete….yet.
Didn’t take long for the shit to hit the fan, full force and it went by the name of COVID19. Everything came to a grinding halt, doors closed, toilet paper became a luxury item and life as we knew it went out the window. Event after event was cancelled and the outlook for any kind of show year looked pretty bleak.
Thankfully groups began to find ways to work within the restrictions and cutting competitions went ahead, different then before but very welcome just the same. Clubs managed to turn some questionable lemons into tasty lemonade.
Man, 2020 was different than anything we had ever experienced and who would have dreamt that a face mask would turn out to be a fashion accessory. Yet how many different colors and patterns do you have?
Still, you must admit, there was plenty to smile about.