Jilda and I played at Art in the Park today. Organizers were fretting because the local weathermen were betting their toupees that we'd have rain.
They decided to hold the event in the college gym instead of in the park. A few food vendors decided to chance it, and parked outside hoping for the best. Most of them got over like bandits.
We set up shop near the entrance and played without amps or sound system.
Even though the sky was cloudy at times, the rain held off and we had a great time. I set up a small table with my books near the entrance. I'd printed a sign that said:
I Know it was a low blow, but I sold several books between songs. I love America.
After our set, our friends The Spook House Saints played a set and during their show, Jilda looked down and saw a tuft of clover growing through a small crack in the curb. When she looked more closely, there was a four-leaf clover standing proud there for the art and music lovers to see.
Jilda plucked it and poked it through the collar buttonhole of my shirt. I felt lucky for the rest of the day.
I hope you all have a remarkable Saturday and for you mothers out there, I hope your children are as fond of you as I was of my mother.
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They decided to hold the event in the college gym instead of in the park. A few food vendors decided to chance it, and parked outside hoping for the best. Most of them got over like bandits.
We set up shop near the entrance and played without amps or sound system.
Even though the sky was cloudy at times, the rain held off and we had a great time. I set up a small table with my books near the entrance. I'd printed a sign that said:
IF YOU LOVE YOUR MOTHER
YOU'LL BUY HER ONE OF MY BOOKS.
I Know it was a low blow, but I sold several books between songs. I love America.After our set, our friends The Spook House Saints played a set and during their show, Jilda looked down and saw a tuft of clover growing through a small crack in the curb. When she looked more closely, there was a four-leaf clover standing proud there for the art and music lovers to see.
Jilda plucked it and poked it through the collar buttonhole of my shirt. I felt lucky for the rest of the day.
I hope you all have a remarkable Saturday and for you mothers out there, I hope your children are as fond of you as I was of my mother.
Y'all check out one of my new blog-buddies who writes for the love of writing. http://buzzmalone.blogspot.com/
I am happy to hear you had a great Saturday...
ReplyDeleteIt's interesting to see how a plant can grow from the smallest place and thrive... wonderful that she found a four leaf clover... nice:)
Eh... mothers have been using guilt for years. I suppose it's fair for you to use it in reverse. :)
ReplyDeleteI just finished your book and loved it. You'll be hearing from me about an interview.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Janie
Guilt is a great tool for many events in life.
ReplyDeleteIt IS amazing that a 4 leaf clover pops up from such an unfriendly environment.