I’m still messing around with China. It’s the first click over there in the third column under ‘Projects’. At some point I’ll declare it done. Sooner rather than later I hope.
Swing!, a lot of Bill, a couple of MNs, San Diego, and More.
…and then driving down to San Diego with Marsha to visit her mom at the rehab where she is getting therapy after a hip replacement.
She’s 83 and needs to get out of there asap so she can get home and take care of her garden. You know, you just can’t really trust anyone else to do it Right.
(ps I’ve been messing around with this thing for way too long, trying to turn a sow’s ear of a picture into a bag you might be willing to take to the beach.)
Brigitte’s Garden Party and Ladies Lunch. She made it an Open Door party and ladies came and went through the afternoon so we weren’t all together at once but everyone did get to come and enjoy a happy reunion.
Thank you Brigitte! (ps I am now in desperate need of that fountain/bird bath. Yeah, I know, where would I put it?)
Then I met Brigitte for dinner and a free concert in the plaza of the Beverly Hills library. Wow. It was really delightful and they do different programs every Saturday night during the summer, not just opera.
These are four soloists from the LA Opera and a piano player/host. The host, who was totally Loving his job, introduced each piece, told funny stories and explained about what we would hear next. The singers did many arias, a kind of Opera’s Greatest Hits program. It was professional yet casual and friendly.
We took our time with dinner and hence got there too late to get a seat. But even sitting on the steps, it was lovely and I’d happily go again.
Sunday at brunch with the boys. We had each been on a trip since our last chance to get together so it was story time for sure.
We strolled around the Marina after brunch and I got to do a quick little single time swing with Ken and that was an unexpected treat. Bill took pictures so that’ll be fun to see.
These are one of many different groups of native people of the area, meaning they are not considered Chinese. In this part of China minority populations make up more than half the residents.
Throughout China I saw many different costumes and ate traditional food representing the different tribes. They dress up and run restaurants, sell souvenirs, perform dances and music, but what they used to do or if they have any mobility in their lives I do not know.
Everyone I saw doing these dress-up jobs looked healthy and well and for the most part, except for this particular group, which makes me wonder, they looked happy and at ease.