It’s like beautiful sometimes crisp sometimes torn sometimes painted jeans. Spectrums and cuts and loads of takes. But at their fiber basically made of the same thing.

The Youngest and I found ourselves today on the same day intentionally and by coincidence at an aerial ice/figure skating show and a roller derby bout. Both had a half time but one called it intermission. Both had us moving hard for our views and there were emcees and masks and strange elements at each but basically made of the same thing.

I do love the City and need what it has, but I’ve also had run-ins with dog owners, bicyclists and a Co-op worker. I’m OK with a lot of types of coffee.

I need the City.  But sometimes I just want to drive around or use both fire-pits. I like people but then also like myself without too many people. I live outside the line but pretty much follow the rules.  There are no sidewalks on our side walks. We are thankful for water and family.  Blackberries are an issue. I’m not an arborist but have cut limbs. County Folk.