Imbolc Woodpecker Moon
My first Sports Show tour tomorrow. 1 pm. This show, as one docent friend said, is “a different animal.” It attracts a sporting audience for sure, whether it attracts the arts audience is not so clear. At least those are the reports I’ve been getting from docents who’ve toured it already.
I’m prepared, but in some ways I expect to wing it, since a sports focused group would be very different from an arts focused group. I look forward to either one. I like this show, as I’ve said before, so I’m interested to see how it works with museum goers.
Wedding bells are breaking up that old gang of mine. Only they’re not wedding bells, they’re post-retirement living arrangements. Woolly Jim Johnson headed west to the plains of South Dakota several years ago. He comes to the retreats and at least one meeting each year.
Woolly Paul Strickland and his wife Sarah, friends of mine for over 30 years, have decided to shift their home to their property in Maine, close to the Bay of Fundy. Woolly Charlie Haislet will begin to split his time between St. Paul (a new condo) and his cabin in Wisconsin. Paul says he’ll be back for retreats, and I imagine he will, but all these moves will change the character of our group.
Probably the more amazing story is that we’ve stayed essentially stable for 25 years. None of these moves were unexpected, and for those making them, they signal an accomplishment. More third phase stuff at work.
