For a few years we weren’t home for much of November. So last year I told Jerry we were never traveling in November again. There’s just too much going on here in November and I don’t want to miss any of it.
This year several of our favorite events were all on the same weekend. First was Bowls of Hope, a fund raising event for All Faiths Food Bank. Local potters make bowls. Local restaurants are there with soup…maybe thirty different soups. Other restaurants amd bakeries donate bread and desserts. You contribute $30 and get three different soups, bread, dessert and your choice of a bowl. We have quite a few that we’ve collected over the years. It’s crowded and crazy and such a happy event. We always end up having one soup and bread there and each brings home the other two. I always thank the restaurants at workers and they always say the same thing. “Are you kidding.. this is my favorite thing all year.”
The chalk festival is at the Venice Airport. I went over alone after yoga on Monday. We tries to go on Sunday after Bowls of Hope but the traffic was just awful. Jerry missed this one. He volunteers at the library on Monday mornings. The theme was “Peace and Love” and there were so many beautiful pieces and lots of 3-D ones. And early Monday morning was a great time to go.
I left the chalk festival, picked up Jerry at the library and we headed to Siesta Key to the Sand Sculpture Classic. Perfect day…NOT a great beach day…gray, some sprinkles…so, not impossible traffic and a decent number of parking spots. This, too, was spectacular…how on earth do they do it?
Thursday, we saw The Wiz, at the Westcoast Black Theater…oh my, they were so good. And then this weekend was the Englewood Garden Tour…magical yards with Florida friendly plants and bushes and trees…places of peace.
So all I’ve seen the last few weeks is the the result of gifted artists…potters, chalk painters, sand sculptors, actors, musicians and gardeners. There is no way I’ll leave Florida in November.
And yes, I am so very thankful so so much. I’m fine and Jerry gets better every day our children and grandchildren are happy and healthy. What else matters? Life is good.
Our quiet (?) life is about to get a bit crazy. The Texans arrive tomorrow. I have no doubt but we’ll be at the beach for the next week and the very brave (all people under twelve) will be in that water. Not me…the Gulf is 68° and I get whiny when the pool water is under 86°.
Happy Thanksgiving. I am so thankful for you all.