Good news: boy likes to play with my meditation cushion. Bad news: here, he set it up as “a movie” to watch. I will invoke the fifth amendment on the topic of whether or not I, ahem, from time to time, ahem, allow him to take in the animated/visual arts.
Le Dejeuner sur l’Herbe, only with way more dirt than herbe, Berkeley, CA. After a harrowing tour through a poison oak hedge — okay, maybe I’m exaggerating, but only a little, and no, nobody got any, thanks to Baba’s code red terror alert vigilance (“Don’t even LOOK at the verdant
Like the post two weeks back, when it was all pictures even though I had so much of a story I wanted to tell in words.