I hope my readers had a good weekend. Mine started Friday
evening with a gig at the retirement community where one of our fiddlers lives,
and we had a large crowd to listen to us in the courtyard. At one point a weird
bug that looked just like a cicada but was only the size of a leafhopper landed
on my mandolin, and I couldn’t blow it off. It wasn’t in my way, so I just
ignored it, and eventually it flew away. (My longtime readers may remember that
we also had a problem with a frog hopping across the stage at this venue some
years ago.) Our band was a big hit, and as always I got a lot of questions about
the mandolin afterwards. Then Travalon and I went to the Kingdom for a late,
light dinner.
Saturday Travalon and I met Rich and Tiffy for coffee, then
we all walked around the Farmers’ Market and had lunch at the Globe. Rich had
to mow his lawn, but the rest of us got bubble tea and then sat out on the deck
on the seventh floor of Tiffy’s sister’s apartment building, because the
thirteenth floor deck was being used for a wedding. Tiffy was busy with family
in the evening, so late in the afternoon Travalon and I went to my garden plot,
where a radish was ripe but the strawberry that should have been ripe was
missing. Someone stole my strawberry! Just then I heard the horn blow that
warns boats they have an hour until sunset, but it is always bad news when you
hear it that early in the day. I ran back to the car as it sounded two more times,
and we rushed home and prepared for the storm… but it never hit. We sat
listening to 1920’s jazz until venturing out to the Union to hear Latin jazz.
They had moved the band inside as a precaution, but no bad weather ever hit.
Yesterday after Mass, Travalon, Tiffy, and I went to Crema Café
for brunch, then we went to CocoVaa for chocolate. I went back to the garden
plot, and two strawberries and five radishes were ripe, so I ate the
strawberries and brought the radishes to Rich’s house. Travalon went to a
concert with his nephew, so I hung out with Rich and Kathbert, and we blatted.
My uncle sent a photo of himself, my aunt, and my parents, and Kathbert got Pa
Hat to nod in the photo, so that intrigued us. Supposedly my phone can also
take photos like this, but we never figured out how. We had a deep conversation
about how the universe is a system, and I think I have finally figured out my
place in it. But that would be a whole blog post on its own. If I can get my
swirling ideas into coherent sentences, I will blog about that soon.
Famous Hat
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