I’m back in Colorado, thanks to my friend, JJ. I actually call him “Jim” but since everyone else calls him JJ, I’m trying to get used to it. I actually called him “James” during this trip since that’s such a “chauffeur” name.
I met him first over 20 years ago because he worked for me at Sun Microsystems. We have a long history and I count on him as one of my best friends. How many other people would agree to make the long road trip back to Colorado with me?
JJ got into Tampa on Tuesday and the first thing we did was check the Flamingo Art that’s in the works. I’d been hoping to see this before heading back to Colorado and knew it was scheduled to be finished in the Spring. Not quite complete, but it’s getting there!
JJ grew up in the Ft. Lauderdale area and loves the beach. Even though he had to work (via computer) during the days, we got out in the evenings to the nearby beaches to eat, drink margaritas, and see the magnificent sunsets.
While we were picnicking on the beach Tuesday evening, JJ was admiring the 6-pack abs of a couple of guys playing frisbee. (I once read in “Men’s Health” that the first thing women notice about men are their abs. I totally disagree with that, but I guess men notice each others’ abs.. or at least JJ does, probably because he’s always working on his own.) Anyway, it turns out one of those guys with the good abs was Bill Brodie, son of former 49’er quarterback, John Brodie.
Bill chatted with us a bit and then went back to his frisbee playing. I don’t follow sports, but even I was excited to meet the son of a football star.
On Friday, JJ wrapped up work early and we hit the road. Google Maps estimates the route as 28 hours, going through Atlanta and Kansas City into Colorado.
JJ drove the whole way. (That tends to happen when I go on road trips with people who have experienced my driving.) Admittedly, I’m a nervous driver, especially with a passenger, so I don’t argue with people who want to drive.
It only would have been a couple of hour detour to stop by Quincy, Illinois to visit Aunt Nancy, and if I ever drive this route myself (or with someone who can afford to take it slowly) I’d love to stop for a visit. As it was, though, JJ wanted to get back home. In fact, if it was up to him, we would have driven straight through, but, wimp that I am about getting sleep, I took advantage of my Marriott points and reserved hotels in Atlanta and Topeka.
We made it home by about noon on Sunday, May 1, with absolutely no problems with the car or weather. There were a few slowdowns when going through Atlanta and Kansas City, but overall, it was incredibly smooth and absolutely the fastest of the 4 times I’ve made the journey by car.
I’m super grateful to JJ for his friendship and for getting us home safely!
Poetry! I love it. It’s like a puzzle that gives you that extra sense of satisfaction when completed. More than a puzzle – it’s wordplay. Wordplay combines two of my favorite things: Words and Play! Though poetry might not always be considered “playful,” I find it intriguing in its nuanced subtlety.
So, of course, when Becky asked if I wanted to join her for a Poetry Reading at a Bookstore1Sarasota earlier this month, I said, “Of course!” Even better, was that Becky personally knew one of the authors, Pat Williams Owen, who would be reading from her latest book of poetry, Bardo of Becoming, at the PoetryMic event.
Becky embraces her good friend, Pat Williams Owen, author of several books, including “Bardo of Becoming.”
Though I have a lot to learn about poetry, Pat’s poems certainly resonated with me, in that they were relatable and remind me of my own similar experiences.
This morning, when I was on the phone with my sister, who was telling me how frustrated she was that she couldn’t find her passport, I said: “Oh! Let me read you a poem by Pat Owen! It’s titled “When I Think I Have a Problem, I Generally Don’t.” (I love that title!)
The poem is about a lost earring, and the obsessive search that follows, ending with the earring being found “over layers of lint, there it was, glowing like a treasure.”
Michele noted that Pat’s earring was found the next day and that she’d been looking for her passport for more than 24 hours and would not be able to go on her planned trip without it, so… she still has a problem. (She wasn’t really in the mood for poetry. If she were, she’d undoubtedly write a poem titled, “Why Don’t You Believe Me? When I Think I Have a Problem, I Do!”)
But enough about Michele. Back to Pat.
Pat often introduced her poems with a question like, “How many of you have parents?” or some similar question that made us all chuckle. She’d go on to read a poem about her father with many of the mixed emotions so many of us have about our own parents. Feelings that our children may have about us.
The adventure continued yesterday with a privately hosted event where I was able to not only hear more of Pat’s poetry, but personally chat with her and others about her poems.
Becky did a wonderful job of playing emcee of this event at a beautiful home of Helen and Beatty, neighbors and friends of Pat’s. (I really think Becky should consider talk-show host as her next career.)
What a treat to actually be able to talk to Pat! She answered questions about the creative process and explained her thoughts when writing some of the poems. As I said, I think poetry can often seem like a mysterious puzzle with double meanings. How fun to be able to ask the author what she was thinking as she created her pieces.
Since April is National Poetry Month, I’d been meaning to learn more about poetry. Listening to these poems and buying Pat’s book has inspired me!
Microadventure #33: Private Poetry Reading and Discussion with Pat Williams Owen
I was inspired not just by Pat’s book and poetry, but by the post-discussion by all those who attended. This picture doesn’t show everyone in attendance (and excuse the poor photo where I cut off the head of the one male, one of our hosts!)
Each person has a story worthy of a book! What varied experiences from this learned group! I was so impressed with their accomplishments, wisdom, and creative endeavors!
They also had the humility to downplay their stories to which I’m afraid I may have been a little too harsh in my response, reminding them not to sell themselves short.
I know how much the stories we tell ourselves about ourselves matter. These people are incredible role models to everyone and I felt so lucky to have been able to share the afternoon with them all.
As a former Software QA manager, I’d say there are some bugs in those synonyms. Bee? Maggot? (Just a little geek humor.. (Bugs = Defects in the software world and these definitely seem like defective synonyms..)
Moving on…
From looking at all the pieces in the museum of art & whimsy, I’d use words like creative, imaginative, fanciful, colorful, unusual, fun, joyful. I think Dr. Seuss and Lewis Carroll would be considered masters of whimsy.
Embracing my inner-child and these kids at the Van Wezel
With my fanciful definition in mind, I set out to create a custom “Whimsy Walk” in downtown Sarasota. I asked Bill to join me and was happy that he not only came along, but has continued to give me ideas and text me with whimsical Sarasota sightings!
Next Fall when I come back, I may offer up the Whimsy Walking Tour as an Airbnb Experience!
Volunteer with MLC to help adults with English conversation skills
I’ve done a lot of volunteering over the years. It’s always been one of those “extra-curricular” activities I’ve enjoyed.
For the past few years, however, my volunteer efforts have been a little hit-and-miss. Sometimes, I’ll sign up for something and there are so many volunteers that it ends up I’m really not needed. My last volunteer work before Covid was at an event where my “job” was to show people where the elevator was! And then my Red Cross deployment was much more work than I’d expected.
I finally found a volunteer opportunity at the Manatee Literacy Center that was Goldilocks perfect. Not too easy, not too demanding.. just right!
I’m just about through with the training required to be a tutor and help adults with their English conversation skills. I’ve already met with my “learner,” a delightful young woman from Colombia, as well as my mentor, who has been super-friendly and helpful.
There were quite a few steps in the training process including reading materials, videos, participation in weekly Zoom conversations with students, and a 4-hour in-person training on April 5th.
Over the summer, since I’m heading back to Colorado, I’ll be meeting with my learner and attending other events remotely — it’s nice that that’s now an option, thanks to Covid. And also, by the way, it looks like Zoom has added a bunch of cool new Marketplace apps for virtual teaming! Can’t wait to experiment with those.
I especially like working with someone who has Spanish as their first language. I now realize how difficult it is to become fluent in a second language! As I said in yesterday’s blog post, it takes a lot of practice, especially with speaking and listening! And even though we’re supposed to stick to English during our tutoring sessions, I can’t help but hope I’ll have an opportunity to speak a little Spanish with my learner, too, once we get to know each other better.
After all my work at learning Spanish, it’s interesting to look at it from the other perspective — through the eyes of someone who doesn’t have English as their native language. I see just how difficult English can be, full of irregularities in pronunciation and spelling anomalies.
Even though I’ve only just begun the actual “work” of tutoring, I can see that this opportunity is right up my alley! I love communication, learning about languages, and getting to know the learners, other volunteers, and everyone involved! I’m really excited!
I’m on Day 1137 of my Duolingo Spanish Streak. Yes, that’s over 3 years, and no, I’m still not fluent. However, I am improving.
I was reminded of how far I had to go when I was in Mexico last November with my friend, Nancie (who is fluent) and she remarked, “I would have thought you’d be a lot better by now.” Gee, thanks, Nancie.
Though, I was a little put off by her bluntness, it did remind me that I needed to do more than the minimum of a quick Duolingo lesson every day. I really needed to practice my conversation skills!
Microadventure #27: Spanish Conversation Class
As it turned out, Carlos, the man I was sitting next to at the TEDx event I went to in early March, teaches Spanish Conversation classes at the local library!
Microadventure #27: Spanish Conversation Class
I’ve been attending Carlos’s class for the past 3 weeks and I really like that it’s for all levels! It’s a very informal class and fun that I’m not only getting more exposure to Spanish, but getting to meet others who are interested in learning Spanish!
Carlos talks a lot about culture, particularly of Latin American countries and one of the things I really appreciated is that he handed out a document with local-area restaurants and markets where we could practice our Spanish with native speakers!
Microadventure #28: Colombian Point Restaurantwith Carlos
As soon as I got the list of markets and restaurants, I was on a mission to go to as many as possible! I told Carlos that I was a blogger and asked if I could share his list and he gave me the thumbs up!
He also asked if I’d want to go to Colombian Point Restaurant in Sarasota that weekend. Heck, yeah! It was so nice that Carlos asked ME to do this excursion instead of the other way around. Even though I’m proud that I’ve kept up with my microadventure resolution all winter, it’s still out of my comfort zone to ask someone new to do something.
As it turns out, Carlos and I chatted for over 2 hours! It was all in English, I’m afraid, but he has some very interesting stories and skills, including public speaking (something I always want to try and improve in.) He was interested in my skills with blogging and social media, so maybe we can help each other. And I did get some Spanish practice in with the waiters and felt very good about it!
Microadventure #28: Colombian Point Restaurantwith Carlos
Microadventure 29: Palmetto Flea Market with Coach Bill
Though it wasn’t on his spreadsheet, one of the places Carlos mentioned that I might want to practice my Spanish was at Mr. G Flea Market in Palmetto, about 30 minutes from my new condo in Bradenton.
So, when “Coach Bill” texted and asked if we could do a microadventure before we both went back to our respective summer places, I suggested the flea market!
I met Coach Bill way back on my very first Microadventure, a hike for Positive Thinkers in North Port. He introduced himself as “Coach Bill” and I’ve called him that ever since to distinguish him from another Bill I met around the same timeframe.
Coach Bill happily accepted my suggestion (he is, after all, a Positive Thinker) and we had a great time checking out all the wares at Mr. G’s.
Microadventure 29: Palmetto Flea Market with Coach Bill
Of course, one of the objectives was to practice a little Spanish, and I had that opportunity with the lunch place that was on site, Taquería Lolita.
We both ordered “Sincronizadas” which I’d never even heard of! It turned out to be a much richer dish than I’d bargained for. (And, by the way, if you ever order a drink here, be aware that they are supersized! I never order sweet drinks, but I wanted to see what the “limon” drink was… uh… it was a big, big, way too big, cup of lemonade.
So, yeah, I didn’t learn a lot of Spanish, but I got a little lesson: Figure out what something is before you order it. And actually, I really liked the Sincronizada, but it was probably demaciadas calorías.
Bill was busy coaching girl’s volleyball all winter and North Port (where he was living and working) is a good hour from Bradenton, but he made the trek up again to Bradenton on Easter Sunday to hang out with me and some other friends.
I feel so lucky for the people I’ve met during this wonderful Snowbird adventure! I already can’t wait to come back next winter!
The Sarasota Classic Car Museum is recognized as the second oldest continuously operating antique car museum in the Nation!
Some of the things I like best about Microadventure #26 is that it was completely different, unexpected, unplanned by me, spontaneous and suggested by a new Bumble date, Mike. (Maybe that makes it a “Mike”roadventure!)
I’d been casually chatting with Mike and asked if he’d be willing to join me for a Microadventure, sending him a link to this site so he could see what I was talking about. I was very impressed that he read enough to pick out the perfect, quirky excursion to Sarasota’s Classic Car Museum!
The first “classic car” we saw was straight from the “Flintstones” before we even entered the museum! I’ve been channeling my inner-Wilma since last year (was part of a Flintstones foursome) so had to get a pic with me in the Cavemobile!
Yabba Dabba Doo!
Though classic cars were the main event, the museum was filled with a variety of antiques. In fact, I’m just realizing that the museum housed antiques of items that reminded me of everyone from my family of origin: An old sewing machine (for Mom), cameras (Michele) a piano (for me), pinball machines (Chris), Porsches (Dad), and, well, all the other cars (Neal!)
Sewing Machines – a love of Mom’sCameras for MicheleAn antique piano for me – guests are invited to play!Antique Pinball for Chris.. A Porsche for DadNeal, too many to list for you. You have to come see for yourself!
I asked Mike to pose by his favorites. The first he picked is one that was very much like a model he’d made when he was 12 and laid up in the hospital for three months with two broken legs:
1929 Model A Ford (Mike’s was a 1930 of the same color)John & Mabel Ringling’s 1922 Rolls Royce Silver Ghost
I couldn’t really pick out a favorite myself, but I did like this recreation of Lincoln’s Hearse:
Lincoln’s Funeral Hearse
And this car, though more Bohemian than my own Carpe Diem Car, gets points for its purple color:
After the classic car tour, we headed to the Honey Tree Cafe for a delicious breakfast for lunch! The wait staff were all super-friendly and the atmosphere was very homey and comfortable.
Delicious meal at Honey Tree Cafe
Overall this was the quintessential microadventure! Interesting, unique, and fun to share it with a new friend. I really appreciate how Mike, not only was super-easy to talk to and get to know, but how he tapped right into my personality and created such a memorable experience!
Since Scotty was visiting last week, I took the opportunity to introduce him to his adopted “flamingBRO”!
I told Scotty that when we got to the flamingo area there would be a lot of flamingos and we’d have to check their legs for the #38 tag. (Sadly, I am not able to pick Kazi out in a crowd without his tag. I only visit him once a year. I know. Not great Flamingo mothering.)
Well, almost as soon as we entered the park, a flamingo, very much removed from the flamingo area, comes roaming up to us, and guess who it is? You got it! #38 – Kazi!
When Scotty tried to give him some of our newly purchased flamingo food, he turned up his nose at it!
Some other patrons came by and told us to “Watch out for that one! He’s mean!”
MEAN? My adorable adopted flamingo? My parental instincts fired up, I was tempted to tell those people THEY were the mean ones! How dare they judge my innocent Kazi.
Then I went into guilt mode. How much of this is my doing for adopting him and then completely neglecting him? I know my biological children can understand that my neglect is done with love.. and also because they’re all grown up.
Maybe Scotty was the problem. Could Kazi be jealous? I just wanted him to meet his human brother.
It was clear that Kazi was not warming up to us. We went on to visit with the other more sociable flamingos. They were quick to gobble up (in a kind of slobbery way) the food we’d bought.
A much better reception from these flamingos
We enjoyed the rest of the park, but I still had a heavy heart that my own adopted flamingo did not want to be with me. I tried to chalk it up to flamingo adolescence and vowed to make one more attempt to connect before we left the park.
As we were exiting, we saw Kazi, still separated from the other flamingos, in line — get this — to have his picture taken with an exotic bird!
Kazi in line to have his picture taken with an exotic bird
Maybe this was the problem. Kazi was jealous of all the attention these pretty birds were getting. Or could it be, he had an identity crisis and thought he was in the wrong species? I knew I shouldn’t have read “The Ugly Duckling” to him. It’s bound to mess with a bird’s psyche. Or, maybe, he had a crush on one of the colorful exotic birds.
“Don’t look now, but I think that pink flamingo likes you!”
I just hoped that the birds would all be kind and not bully him for his pink feathers or long neck. It’s gotta be tough on an adolescent orphaned flamingo with an absent adoptive mother.
Good mother-flamingo talk
I told Kazi that I would always love him no matter what. If he wanted to be with a different kind of bird, that was cool. “You do you, Kazi!”
Once he saw that I was not going to force him to hang out with his own kind he took the flamingo food that I’d saved for him from my hand. Yeah, it’s probably just that he was hungry, but I like to think it was our talk.
Even flamingos need to know that their mother loves and accepts them, regardless of their quirks.
I’m proud that I’ve brought Kazi up to have a mind of his own. He doesn’t feel the need to conform to what others view as “normal” flamingo behavior. He ignores the taunts from those who call him “mean” or any bullying squawks from the macaws.
You make me proud, Kazi! I hope next time you’ll join Scotty and me in a family picture:
Kazi: “Does she know she’s NOT a flamingo? Why couldn’t I have a normal adoptive mother?”
Starting on Friday last week, I had a series of Microadventures! Each of them deserves a lot more than one photo and a quick writeup, but I want to hit the highlights while these are all fresh in my memory.
For those who’ve been following along, my Microadventures have 3 parts: 1) Do something fun 2) With someone else and 3) Blog about it. Being an introvert and away from my Colorado home, the “with someone else” requirement is often the biggest challenge. However, it is absolutely the biggest reward!
Each Microadventure ‘Buddy’ has a superpower that I admire and can learn from.
Tim and Amy
Microadventure #20: Lunch at Crabby Bills in Indian Rocks Beach, Florida
My series of Microadventures started at a “Go With Us” event that was posted on Facebook. Amy and Tim of Go With Less! – Nomadic Lifestyle fame were in the Tampa area and sponsored this event.
Amy and Tim are personal friends with my friend, Adam and he told me about their popular group, knowing my plan to have a nomadic winter.
I am in awe of the community of travelers from around the world that they’ve built. Amy and Tim are so outgoing and friendly that it’s not surprising that people are naturally drawn to them and want to be part of their community. They have thousands of subscribers to their YouTube channel and in their Facebook group!
I was amazed that they had a large group of 16 people who gathered at this event when they’re just visiting here!
As we all went around the table giving introductions, most people talked about how easy it was to make friends while traveling.
However, when it was my turn, I revealed that making friends when traveling was hard for me.. that I had to specifically make it a “goal” to meet people and that it was awkward for me to talk to new people.
Well, I guess that helped break the ice, because at the end of the event, several people exchanged contact info with me! I feel like I have a whole new group of instant friends!
Tim & Amy’s Superpower: Connectors! Friendly and welcoming, these two are able to create and foster community.
Faye and Cyd
Microadventure #21: Faye and Cyd – Sun City Center Performance
I went right from Crabby Bill’s to Sun City Center, FL to attend a performance of the Pelican Players. About a month ago, on Microadventure #8, I’d seen Cyd Charrow sing “Gimme, Gimme” on stage with the Pelican Cabaret Singers. She’d invited me to a play titled “National Storyteller Championship.”
Even though Cyd, along with the others in the play, were actors, they all told stories, and even competed to win a prize – a pelican statue! Cyd’s story was one of an unusual dream, and included some very entertaining interpretations!
Cyd’s sister, Faye, was visiting from Colorado, and sitting next to me in the audience. She was my talented voice teacher when I sang on stage last summer!
Both Faye and Cyd are wonderful stage performers! They even hosted a special Livestream Performance, Faces of Love, on Sunday with a 3rd sister, Janice.
Cyd and Faye’s Superpower: Performers! These sisters have a natural command of the stage and musical theater.
Scotty
Microadventure #22: Exploring Historic Downtown Melbourne, FL with Scotty
On Saturday morning, I headed to the East Coast of Florida to meet up with my youngest son, Scotty. He was out in Florida with some friends for Spring Break and tacked a few days on at the end of his trip to spend with me.
I’ve shared countless priceless adventures with Scotty over the years. One of the best parts of sharing an adventure with him is his amazing flexibility. He is always up for doing whatever I suggest. However, on this trip, when we found ourselves in Melbourne, Florida, he was the one who suggested roaming historic downtown to see if we could find all the city’s murals.
I just loved this simple Microadventure. I’ve explored so many cities with Scotty over the years, and we often do something just like this — a sort of scavenger hunt of the city’s iconic spots. He reminded me of one of our first trips after my divorce: Thermopolis, Wyoming, a trip that he had planned himself!
With Scotty, it doesn’t matter what we’re doing. I always have fun. He’s always willing to play any game I come up with or come up with his own for us to play. Most of our adventures have included road-tripping where we’re in the car together for hours, singing and talking.
We can talk for hours about almost any topic and I appreciate how we can look at it from all angles, and even if we disagree, still see each others’ point of view.
Microadventure #23: The Fish House in St. Augustine, FL with Patsy, Bruce, Bonnie, & Scotty
My next adventure is with the family of Chris Blakeslee in St. Augustine, Florida. I’d met Chris’s Mom, Patsy, and his sister, Bonnie, last September when I was visiting Chris in St. Augustine.
I have to say, I was totally enamored with Patsy from the moment I met her. We became Facebook friends and she always finds the time to put a thoughtful, sweet comment on my posts. I’m just so impressed how tech-savvy, sharp, and vivacious she is. I’ve been interested in healthy aging since I turned 60 and Patsy is a great inspiration and an example of ageless beauty.
It was also fun to get to know Bonnie and her husband, Bruce, a little more during this short visit, too. I told Bonnie that I liked to write and she friended me and took the time to read some of my writing. She told me about the writing she does – Christian children publications! Now that’s something to be proud of!
Of course, what would have even made this visit better would have been if Chris had been there, but he lives in Bali, and doesn’t have a trip back home planned until May, when I’ll be back in Colorado.
I’m just grateful his family welcomed me with such kindness and didn’t think it was too weird that I was visiting and asking them to be part of my “Microadventure.”
Patsy, Bonnie, and Bruce’s Superpowers: Kindness, Generosity, Grace
Tony
Microadventure #24: Flamingo Trail at Tony’s Newberry, FL beautiful home
My final microadventure of this short Florida road trip was at my “cousin” Tony’s house in Newberry, Florida. Though he’s not really my cousin, he was married to my cousin many years ago and, thanks to Facebook, we’ve become good friends.
Our visit started with Tony’s Marvelous Margaritas. Even though I’ve been giving up alcohol for Lent, Sundays don’t count, so I took full advantage and had two margs!
Tony has been a very gracious host to Scotty and me in the past. Since the last time we were here (2 years ago) Tony has continued to make improvements to his beautiful property.
He’s building a big barn structure and has all kinds of plans for a pool and a loft – so much room for all his grandkids (he has 5 right now), kids, and friends to enjoy. He has a big fire pit where he hosts bonfires. Sitting on one of the stumps and looking out through the trees at the setting sun was such a picturesque scene.
Tony took Scotty and I on a tour of the property (with Scotty taking Tony’s dog, Cooper’s, spot in the back of the golf cart.)
He even created this super-cool and lovely “Flamingo Trail” through his acreage with little flamingos strategically placed. Mark my words, this property will make it to the Tour Books and Travel Sites as a “must see.”
Yay! Today is one of my favorite quirky holidays because I, along with my family, have always been a lover of Math! I have many happy memories of Pi celebrations over the years, which included doing Pi puzzles, eating Pies (Pizza, Chicken Pot Pies, or, of course, just good ol’ fashioned yummy fruit pies), dressing up in Pi Attire, making foods that look like Pi, and, of course.. memorizing digits of Pi!
One of the activities that I think was the most creative was my Pi Poetry in which I (playing the role of Professor Pi) created 3 new types of poems using the number Pi with examples of each. Though I was very impressed with myself, the judges from the comPItition that I’d entered did not even give me an honorable mention. What a PIty!
I still believe I will become famous some day for these creative PI Poems. What do you think?
Pi-ku
Derived from Haiku (俳句 high-koo)which uses a 5-7-5 syllable pattern.
Definition: A Poem in which the number of syllables in each line, matches that of PI: 3.1415
Example:
What is the
Point
Of Never-ending PI?
It’s irrational.
Iambic Pi-Tamiter
Definition: A poem in which each line has double the syllables and the number of metrical feet as that of PI.
Example: MatheMatical Ratio a Fraction
a Number-Crunching disTracTion
let Go
for You will Never reach SatisFacTion
Pi Sonnet
Definition: a poem of fourteen lines following the rhyming scheme: aaa.bccccbddddd; Typically a love poem.
Example: Diameter, a straight and simple number
Alone and feeling down and umber
In boredom she would simply slumber
[Pointed pause]
But wait!
A number of a different sort
Up front, she finds he’s rather short
Oh, but past the point, there’s no report
of ever reaching an ending port.
It’s fate!
He’s different, yes, not Hex nor Bi.
This irrational number was her guy.
At last she’d found her Sweetie Pi.
And so, she proposed with an excited cry,
“Let’s go full circle and multiply!”
That’s my most creative Pi-Day contribution. This year, I’m just doing the good ol’ fashioned eating some Key Lime Pie!
New friend, Madeline and I, at the Sarasota Open Fine Art Show at Phillippi Estate Park
Today’s microadventure was fun both for the event and the company, which, of course, is always the goal. However, since it was the first time I’d met Madeline, and the only thing I knew about her is that we had a mutual Facebook friend, I wasn’t quite sure how she’d like being my microadventure-buddy. I’m happy to say she very happily agreed to not only joining me for the event, but enduring my photos and questions with good humor and interest!
Actually, when she told me she’d recently bought a Winnebago and was traveling only with her dog, I was in major awe of her bold spirit! I just love her sense of adventure and felt bonded with her immediately!
There were so many beautiful and unique works of art. Every time I go to one of these events, I’m so tempted to buy something special for myself. Maybe it’s a good thing that there are just too many special things that it’s hard for me to pick out just one! There’s also the fact that I don’t even own a place out here (yet). However, when I’m settled in my Bradenton condo (April!) it will be fun to find some special art pieces to decorate the place and make it feel like mine.
After perusing to our heart’s content, Madeline and I took a walk around Phillippi Estates (where the event was held).
Then we grabbed some lunch at this Cousins Maine Lobster Food Truck! (Michael B., I just sampled the goods here with lobster bisque, but waiting to really pig out (or would that be Lobster Out?) with you!)
It was a little chilly outside, so Madeline invited me to her Winnebago to enjoy our soup and talk. Her van was so pretty and clean and new with lots of coziness to accommodate both her and her dog.
She shared a beautiful purplicious quilt that she made with the help of a friend. She had never made a quilt before, but her experienced friend taught her how and now she has her own special work of art for the ultimate in coziness.
Madeline’s colorful cozy quilt!
A colorful and vibrant day with a colorful, vibrant new friend!
