Went to Nebraska and back Friday night for a dinner and a show. Great dinner. Even better show. Toby, in the middle - thought I should clarify because of the picture quality and the hair; Toby's was as long as mine but just had it cut that day - is a friend of Jon's and a rock star. Jackson Waters is the band. They are superb. They played in Lincoln at the university, which I might add, in that town there is some definite pride going on. I felt like I'd seen the coliseum in Rome when we passed their football stadium. I digress. We're definitely looking forward to Jackson Waters coming to Des Moines early next year. We returned at 3am from our road trip. Got a full REM cycle of sleep and were ready for the DSM farmer's market, which is the best farmer's market I've yet to experience. Decided to bike. Figured on a scant 20 miles. Try twice that, as it ended up. Good I didn't know that or I'd probably not been so gun-ho about the adventure. "Nice to bite off more than you can chew every once-t'in-a-while, right?" So says Jon. It was worth it for cheese curds, gluten-free granola and fresh Kombucha, plus beet juice. Below, taking a neck break (kinky-neck, the hardest part of biking when you're rusty). Our route was all paved trail, filled with wild flowers, trees, lakes, rivers... Wonderful.
A mini reunion. A week or so ago, Susie got to visit with some cousins and family who were in from parts East. Nice to see you guys. Phyllis, I'll be looking forward to that horseback ride next summer.