Getting Some Culture

 

People emerged from the indoors like that of a rabbit from its hole.  The sun shown brilliantly and warmed the winter landscape to a comfortable 80*.  It was summer in winter.

Like so many people, it was time we had our own outing. 

Brenton Kirkhart is a photographer/artist and we've known him for a while, so when we heard his work was being exhibited only twenty miles away, we had to go!  Yesterday all five of us looked at his stuff and really got some culture.  He does sculptures, portraits, ceramics, paintings, anything really, and does really well to top it off.  It was great to see something we normally don't see, especially here in the Panhandle.

While we ate pizza afterwards, I personally did some people watching outside the window.  It occurred to me that multiple people were driving by with their windows down.  People are people, whether they come from the city or country, whatever their past looks like, on a beautiful day, they drive with the windows down.  The same wind that whips our hair, whips theirs.

The park across the street from the pizza place was filled with all ages.  Bikers peddled, families and singles walked, kids played on the playground or rode skateboards in the skate park.  People were really enjoying the fresh, warm air and reminded me of old times.

Having been so busy and kind of out of loop, sports wise, we finally had an opportunity to watch a basketball game.  The college girls went back and forth, one or two points ahead, then fell behind.  In the end, they bumped the score up and won.
The boys also went back and forth, but the game grew long.  Foul after foul was called on both teams.  Our team missed the free-throws one after another, and we lost in the final few seconds.  There were a couple times we wondered if we'd see overtime, it was so close.

During the time outs and halves, we practiced our ASL, joked around, and laughed.

After the game, we picked up a pail of ice cream and came home.

This morning as we came down the stairs at different times, each one of us said again how much we enjoyed yesterday. 

Post script:  I wanted to include this joke Little J. made up this morning.
"What do you do to a guy who needs money fast?"

Answer: Leave him "a loan".