...so the prettiest, smartest, best looking better half looks at me and says, "Let's take the train to the Fort Worth Main Street Arts Festival this Saturday!"
She had me at "let's take the train..." And NOTHING sounded better after spending past weekends building/repairing weather-damaged fences, writing about drop-outs, trying to catch up on my professional readings, etc...
A chance to unwind and walk the streets of downtown Fort Worth browsing through the works of a variety of artists and works that defy description...we're talking paintings of dogs riding bicycles, kinetic art that throws marbles across a canvass, and museum quality carvings of incredible value (try one piece "The Story of Noah's Ark" for $380,000). We try to go every year, and we add one piece of art to the house (we try not to exceed 1/10,000th of the cost of Noah's Ark piece...). This year we purchased two works and I surprised Martha with an early Mother's Day gift of hand-crafted earrings unlike any I've seen before.
It's always fun to do something that keeps me grounded. Life is serious enough. Nothing is more rejuvenating, re-creational than taking time to walk in the sunlight, meet new people, listen to great music, and look at talented artists and their work.
The next time there's any kind of "event" near you, go. An Arts Festival, a Blue Grass Festival, Hot Air Balloon Fest...go. Sit on the grass if you can. Take off your shoes and feel the earth.
Oh...here's the REAL kicker. Let go of the technology. LET GO of the pagers, the cell phones, the PDAs, the laptops; instead of taking your Blueberry, have a bowl of Blueberries with some vanilla ice cream. Leave the Palm Pilot at home and walk down the street with your significant other's palm in your's. The world will NOT end if you can't be found for a few hours. (Psssst...Hate to tell you this, but you are really not THAT important.) :)
I will negotiate on one piece of technology. Cameras are ok. And here's why...MEMORIES:
The Crawfish Band...they performed in the morning as a taste-teaser for Dr. John, who performed that night.
Professor D had the babies dancing in front of the stage and the over-50 crowd tapping their feet in their seats!
I'm sure I passed lots of celebrities...but the one who caught MY attention was the Honey Bunches of Oats spokes-lady from the TV commercials...
We even found the last of the bluebonnet patches for a late-season picture.
In closing, it was a great weekend at the Festival...
OK, so maybe there was ONE MORE SMALL PIECE of TECHNOLOGY that came in handy later that afternoon...my Palm Pilot: