i finally enjoyed the live presence of sgt. dunbar and the hobo banned. what a fabulous show. very low key. it was held in the Troy Bike Rescue space. (i wish i had been part of the renovation. but time does not always allow me to participate in beautiful events. ) the show was with a band from madison/minneapolis, sleeping in the aviary. they were a treat.
i met ruby at daisy baker. what a lovely chat that was. on both sides of me. i get these burst of complete inspiration. they usually change the course of my life and the adventurous paths i never plan for. ruby really set things apart that evening. i realized that i can go anywhere, anytime and people are waiting to meet me. i am waiting to meet them.
this last saturday we had a fall get together. rum and cider, dancing, fruit covered caramel, and, well, pumpkin carving. nancy, my co-worker came over and we went carve crazy. nancy chiseled the road to hope, i sculpted michelles proud face, and michael lit up obamas face with his excellent carving. ( you wouldnt believe im a republican)
the last picture is the reason why i can love.
2 comments:
I love that ruby loves you. I can't wait to meet more folks like her with you at my side.
when i saw the obama pumpkin on your porch, its face was mashed in by some young hooligan, which was either a youthful act of transgression or political commentary of sorts. but the possibilities are endless.
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