What a lovely festival!  Good music, food. . .Let's see. . .Sometimes it's difficult to know where to start when you've changed so much in 18 hours. . .you look back on who you were before the experience and your vision tunnels off into irrelevant darkness. At least that's how I feel just about every 18 hours. Not a specific experience here, just the ordinary passing of time. But, as always, today is the best day of my life and tomorrow will be even better. Try saying that every day for a year. . .strange and wonderful things start to happen. . .

If I were in the Santa Barbara Area, I wouldn't miss the Lightning in a bottle festival. Somebody down there. . .go in my place, OK? Tell me how wonderful it is. It looks like a fairy tail come to life and all the characters are dressed up to fit any part they please.

In case you were wondering about The Pink Bus's official stance on Oprah. . .We don't feel she's a false prophet rising up to confuse Jesus' followers at the beginning of the "End Times". Can you believe people ask me this kind of shist? If everyone were just busying themselves with taking care of their own basic necessities, we wouldn't have time for conflict. . .I swear. Patrick says "Camping is a full-time job". We think everyone should cook all their own food, clean up and fix something broken-just for a day. Throw watching a couple of wild children in there too, or a neighbors dog. .  .something alive and animate with the capability of unexpectedly changing your schedule. It's good to be flexible and live in a conscious way that doesn't exploit other peoples labor for your own convenience. Believe me, it sounds pretty straight forward, but it gets complicated fairly quickly.

Breathing is good. Watching sunsets. Picking wildflowers. Turning off your brain long enough to feel the infinity of the stars. . .

As it turns out, being spring and all. . .the solitary heron mentioned below has a girlfriend. And I found the camera jammed in the back of a shelf.

Just in case you were wondering.