Friday (Any Friday Really) Wake Up

   
Our little non-world-reknowned Jazz Fest was held a couple of weeks ago. The music was cool the way jazz was intended to be.

There were many toe-tappers in attendance but these were particularly happy feet.

And it wouldn't be right if I didn't get myself into the act. Bringing love were ever I show up.

Not a full moon, not even a paper moon, but this orb of light caught my eye and ended up captured in my camera.

And that is a very simplified statement of how my and this Friday begins for me today.

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There's an ecstatic side to writing. It's like jazz. It just has a life. ~ Alice Walker