the weekend

I want to write a little about this past weekend.   Friday night was the Tastefest in Plymouth.   Rob at Station 885 puts on the Tastefest, under tents in his big parking lot.   He invites a great variety of restaurants to participate, has the Wiley Coyote band play great music (if you ever get a chance to see them, be sure to request “Werewolves of London”, Joe LaBeau does a great job!) and serves up drinks.   It’s a lovely time, we took Mark’s parents and had a blast hanging with the locals.

Saturday was a working day, but fortunately not a working evening.   We hit Dally in the Alley, and caught a band that at the moment was called Jenny and the Sure Shots, but now has changed their name to Lac La Belle.   They were a great folky band, and ended with a wonderful version of “Cattle Call”, one of my favorite songs.   My dad was a huge Eddy Arnold fan, so I got to hear “Cattle Call” a lot growing up.

Dally is the best place for people watching and people running into, as usual we hung out with our buddy Greg, and saw all the sights.

Sunday we spent most the day getting stuff done, I’m still painting on this porch, and Mark and I planted a couple of more trees around Old Village, but we did take a walk downtown Plymouth and looked at a lot of classic cars and a lot of amusement rides.   I’m always a little leery of rides at local fairs, I’ve known too many carnies and   I don’t trust them to tighten every bolt.

I always feel good after a busy, fun weekend, and this one was plenty fun!

Where I stood..

In front of a dog the color of the asphalt she is walking on.

Meet Sarah.

I met my new friend Sarah, along with other new friends and many old friends at Dally in the Alley, in the Cass Corridor in Detroit yesterday.   Dally is my favorite festival, great music, great food vendors,   great people.   All of humanity comes to Dally, and all have a great time!

Where I Stand Sunday is an ongoing photo essay examining the different places Lynn Krawczyk spends her life standing. Too often we take for granted the everyday places we spend our lives walking on. If you’d like to join her by posting a photo on Sunday of places you’ve been on your blog/photo hosting site/website, leave a comment on her Sunday posts telling her where she can find you/your photo and she’ll add a link to her sidebar so others can find you. I am one of those that Lynn has badgered into joining her, I have changed it to “where I stood”, because right now I’m sitting in front of the computer, not standing anywhere.

Sit right down folks, the show is just begining!

The next person who walks up to you and moans that summer is ending, remind them that this means fall is just beginning.   Remind them what a wonderful show fall puts on every year, and we are just at the start of it.   You haven’t missed a thing, yet, sit yourself down and look at all the wonders that are about to take place!

Winter is still a long way off, and no one can truly predict if it will be awful or mild.   Worrying about it does you no good.   If you don’t open your eyes,   you’ll miss the treasures around you.

I love autumn, even despite its disasters.   I was painting boards for the porch the other day (yes, it’s still not done) and a bee flew up my shorts and stung me at the very top of my thigh, in a not very nice place.   I consider myself non violent, but I confess, when I pulled that little poophead bee out of my shorts, I did stomp on him several times.   Now that spot on my upper thigh is red, slightly swollen, warm, and very itchy.   So if you happen to see me, and I’m scratching away at myself, I don’t have a social disease.   It was just a stupid poopy-head bee.

Where I stood..

In front of my beer at the neighborhood block party “rally in the alley”.   Notice the bottle opener tied into my shoe laces?   I don’t want to lose that.

Where I Stand Sunday is an ongoing photo essay examining the different places Lynn Krawczyk spends her life standing. Too often we take for granted the everyday places we spend our lives walking on. If you’d like to join her by posting a photo on Sunday of places you’ve been on your blog/photo hosting site/website, leave a comment on her Sunday posts telling her where she can find you/your photo and she’ll add a link to her sidebar so others can find you. I am one of those that Lynn has badgered into joining her, I have changed it to “where I stood”, because right now I’m sitting in front of the computer, not standing anywhere.

True calling

Yesterday Mark and I were trying to find a certain color paint.   We have a paint room deep in the bowels of our basement.   Mark was looking at the paint on the top shelf, he was standing on a five gallon bucket of paint so he could reach the shelf.   Well, the lid of the paint bucket gave out, and Mark’s shoe was immediately covered in a pale blue-grey.   After uttering a not very nice word, Mark stood with his one foot above the paint bucket while I ran to get rags and tried not to laugh too much.   I managed to sponge off a lot of paint, get his shoe off, and then wash the shoe thoroughly.   We sponged off the little bit of paint he got on his shorts, and he found different, paintless socks and shoes to wear.   Later, when Mark and I were walking the neighborhood, I realized I had quite a bit of paint on my legs, though I wasn’t near the bucket when it happened.   I came to realize that I am an empath.   I take on other people’s paint.