Enjoying them in the now, at Headliners, a pleasant 13 minute walk from my new Kentucky home.
At the 1 hour mark, they've paused after cranked full-energy and moved into a new formation: stand up bass, sit-up on hand-drumming, acoustic guitar, and Dani going for a more pianistic tone, the voices in shifted harmony..."walking along in the Mission in the rain."
I'm sure I'll be dancing again before my walk back from Irish Hill to Clifton, which'll come after saying Hi to my former nextie.
Hope toddler C at 2± is giving you max delights. I'm in continued marveling witness of fully-forming sentences with increasing back & forth that will ripen toward conversation, the accompanying mixed emotions of independent thoughts & attitudes, and the negotiations of potty-training.
Leaves are now turning, later & less spectacularly than I've known all my life, but still beautifully. Temps can still be mild; I'll walk home in a hoodie. Sunrise will fall back to 7:11 on Sunday, with the plunge into early darkness coming at a less horrifying 5:41pm.
Early voting yesterday, and UConn basketball next week.
Stage exit from the intimate mini-set, with encore/closing pending.
Senior citizen takes himself out on a Friday night.