Tonight, we loaded up the red wagon with Girl Scout Cookies, and hit the ‘hood to sell off Lily’s remaining boxes.
io was on her bike, complete with silver streamers and an old fashioned black rubber ball horn (ca-hhhha, cahhhha! If you’ve ever had one, you know EXACTLY what I’m talking about! Sounds like cranky, loud goose) She still has her training wheels, but you’d never know it, the way she flies around on that thing. The sun was setting, our dog, Lucky, stopping to sniff at every blade of grass, every old poo… the four of us rounded corners, and then three of us stood by in support while Lily knocked on the doors, greeting everyone with, “Hello! Would you like to buy some Girl Scout cookies?” We sold 6 boxes tonight! We met a dog, Sister, a sweet black lab, who belongs to our brand new neighbors, Leigh and Mark; then, of course, we stopped in on Corinne, who is from France, and who offered us juice, and hugs and smiles…while I tried to stop Lucky as she attempted to eat her playmate Rita’s dog food. Corinne’s house smells awesome…she is a terrific chef. She has shown up at our house with leek and potato soup, and if it isn’t the tastiest soup I ever had. My favorite pan to work with is one Corinne gave me when I got married to Lance…I always FEEL french when I cook or saute or boil something inside.
I don’t know why, but my heart was soaring with happiness…walking out in the evening air, the girls chatting, the sound of wagon/bike wheels turning, a few stars popping in the sky, streetlights glowing, neighbors friendly and feeling, really enjoying, the moments of life being happy, right, sweet.
Last night we walked around the length of the ditch with Ado, our friend visiting from Ireland. He was the sound man on the Nanci Griffith tour, and we became fast friends then and have stayed tight ever since. He brought the girls the most exquisite silver Irish crosses on chains, and brought Lance a shirt from a famous bar, and both of us a DVD and cd of some Irish music Ado highly recommends. After a lovely dinner Lance had prepared, we all went for an evening walk, io on her bike, Lucky AND Shadow (our big gray long haired tabby) trailing along, Lily on her Razor, Ado, Lance and me.
Tomorrow I play at One World. I am very excited about it. I am going to perform “Living in Quiet Desperation” for the very first time, just me and Kristin. I think it is time. I think I am ready. I wasn’t sure how to approach it on guitar, but I have practiced every day, all week, over and over and over.
Yesterday, Shelley King came over, too, and we wrote all day. We created a song called “Open Up To Me”, and we already have plans to record it and place it on a compilation cd for children with cancer. Shelley was phenomenal. WIthin minutes, we were both weepy, talking about life, our children, our families, our music, what we want for the world. I had the box of tissues right there, don’t you know it! The cool thing was that it was our first time to meet, and so we were getting to know one another WHILE we were writing a song. Yes!
I’ll be at the Barns at Wolftrap (DC) on Saturday…and then Godfrey Daniels in Bethlehem, PA on Sunday night.
I want to sing sing sing. I want to sing better than I ever have. I have so far to go! But I am practicing my toushie off. I want to give it my all.