Wanderlust

The Community Environmental Fair is an annual event, and it was actually wonderful weather, despite the weatherman's threats. Mom figures that she gave out 200+ kites over the period of five hours, which is one hour over the event. By the time we lifted our heads, all the other vendors were gone - who knows who they were - we never had the time to wander around. But we did have a great after-lunch with Joan and Duane.

While I painted, I learned just how disappointing radio has gotten - no wonder why people are paying monthly subscriptions for music! What used to be a local station was now canned and broadcast from a very ambiguous place that had the same tagline as hundreds others out there in this country, along with the same contests and call in questions - what a joke. Just for curiosity's sake, I left it on for a couple days - and yes, the same songs were played about every three hours like clockwork. Tom Petty was right. Oh - and even more sad - since when did songs from my high school days become RETRO HOUR??? Radio BITES.

Now I just have the floor to do - and it's really not as bright as the picture, promise. And I don't think I will paint again for as long as my memory can remind me how tedious it is.