Earlier this week, my coworker emailed to ask if I could assist with a pianist who was coming Saturday to help with the Art Studio program. She explained that his check and contract were on her desk, and it was his first paying gig and she expected him to behave appropriately. Which I thought was a really weird comment, until I found out who he was:
He charged us $2.00, and wore a tie because, as he told his mother, “it’s respectful.” He turned down an invitation to play with a friend because he had a “job” and he bowed after every song. He’s 7.
a wonderful bird
dinosaurs don’t like winter either
puffed
aw nuts
parking lot
snowpile
Doug and I went snowshoeing today for the first time this season. Part of the trail was still fresh so we had to break it–no easy task. The snow has a crust on top now, and while the snowshoes keep you from sinking in up to your hip, you still sink in a bit, so it was tough going. But still fun and a good workout.
shear madness
Went to see my friend Mike perform in Shear Madness, which is always a good time. And Mike was fantastic. He informed us that this wallpaper pattern is actually called “Shear Madness.”