NOTES FROM THE empty NEST
My little bird.
She flew away.
For the fifth year in a row my daughter flew in to help at the cafe
during the Balloon Festival.
Three insane days of mostly out of town customers
crazy blocked off streets making navigation through town interesting
hard work and very little play.
We never could have done it without her.
People often ask us what is the hardest thing in running a cafe?
All five years our answer is the same.
Finding and keeping.
So we really need all the help we can get for the two art fairs each year.
She flew in one day before the insanity began
which gave us a wonderful
We started at a fun and funky,
rather bohemian eatery in Phoenix called
We arrived as the huge iron gates were being unlocked at 10 a.m.
and two stone angels greeted us as we walked up the steps
delicious banana coconut muffins
fresh out of the oven...so we had to take two home
ART POINTS THE WAY TO THE LAV
Yes, I brought the camera into the bathroom
How cool is this??
I think I'd like to do one wall like this at the cafe
Then off to the Botanical Gardens
to the Dale Chihuly exhibit
of amazing blown glass
these were my favorites
they seemed like ethereal beings
are you thinking 'body snatchers?'
amidst the flora, and cactus
under the brilliant blue sky
me and my little bird
and now she is gone
This beauty was flitting about and leading
us to the butterfly garden
deeply in my heart