it's a bright and sunny morning in charlottesville, after an evening of scattered showers and cooling breezes.
we enjoyed free live reggae music at the pavilion last night. stable roots opened for guano boys.
tashi was bustling with energy, jumping all over dan and i, bathing us with wet kisses, poking us, sucking at our cheeks, ramming us like a bull in the small of our backs, pulling at arm hair, spinning and begging to be spun.
it was a love fest speckled with pouty moments of withdrawal when dan and i would bark at being injured.
but i listened to the music and examined the crowd and felt pretty good about my new community.
there are a lot of suit coats though. i am as suspicious of them as i am of cops.
speaking of such, three kop cars pulled up in front the other day and their three drivers descended upon the house across the street. i made a special effort to view the situation. one took post in the back of their yard, another in the front, while the third knocked on the doors. no one answered. the kops hung around a bit too long for comfort and then left. i guess i can't help but say, wtf?
this morning i made an early visit to the farmer's market. bubbling with humanity, it was a colorful scene of ripe vegetables and three piece bluegrass. the harvest is in! i purchased a pound of okra and a fresh baked blackberry pie.
this full moon evening, dinner guests and a playmate for tashi.
having drunk a cup of strong free-trade coffee i am now feeling edgy. it's the first coffee i've consumed in three weeks. three weeks ago this very day we moved here. on that day i drank three double cappuccinos in order to stay alert at the wheel.
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