Serendipity

I don't expect much from life except magic, adventure, overcoming the odds, the kind of invigorating romance that'll tear you to pieces, inescapable connection, shattering inspiration...

Like a garden full of pianos.  

A reunion with a favored acquaintance who spoke about his wife in the most lovely way. 

Seeing Sting on stage. 

Stupid human tricks and a perfectly honest conversation. 

A drink full of tighty whitey memories, music, and laughter.  

Finding the balance to fly. 

And, richest stories I can tell... 

Chasing fireflies

I took a last minute trip to Joliet to hangout with family and chase fireflies in the warm midwestern nights.

Joliet is like this place out of time where there are still houses without fences between the yards, flags waving from swept porches with swings, and a lot of sitting around and telling stories.  It's flat, charming, and fantastically slow.

My aunt, uncle, and grandparents were shocked to hear that my mom and I walked the dog around the silent, manicured, sleepy block at 11 o'clock at night without a gun.  ....um, wut? !