A hike, this time by myself. Where I find that I can traverse the trail in Northside in half an hour — twice as fast as when I go with friends. Mind you, we gab and smell the roses so to speak. Which is not a euphemism, but a stretch of the phrase as there are no roses, but lots of lovely things to admire nonetheless. (Mostly green. Lovely greens.)
Found a shortcut on the way home from the studio to get to the bike trail at Miami Whitewater Forest. Found this place called Stricker’s Grove along the way. It’s a small amusement park called Stricker’s Grove. It’s available for rent. Now I’m just trying to think of a way to justify that, because having a rollercoaster at a get-together would be awesome.
First ride on the “road” bike was awesome. I’m a fan of paved trails without car traffic.
City Flea. May 17, 2014.
Mental note: 1.) Ask Zan what a cup of tea and wheat penny means. 2.) Run idea by her about a new photo book called “Zanthology.”
It’s real now. Tonight, at The Cincinnati Anthology Literary Gathering, I was able to get my paws on a real-life physical copy of the first book I’ve designed. That was a personal triumph, but the evening held lots more goodness.
First, the setting at the Mercantile Library was perfect. I hadn’t been to this tucked away space before and it’s… The Quintessential Library. The only thing that would make it more awesome is a secret bookshelf door that led to a bourbon speakeasy.
Then the readings began. All these faces I had poured over for hours in a layout program breathed life into the words I merely judged by texture and margin. I’m proud to have been involved and present.
I graciously tip my hat to Zan.
Lots more photos of the folks and space
This white pinot noir seems like an oxymoron, but it’s really quite resolved. It even gained the curiosity of Edie. Plus also? How many wineries feature an Oregon wine bear in their video propaganda?