Birds of a feather really do flock together. Yesterday, the ladies were buddying up with their same-colored gal pal. (Note that tint of green -- little sprouts coming up after the sprinkles of rain.)
Last night, The Man and I drove south for a concert at the Clark Center for the Performing Arts. Lucky me, this is the second time I've won tickets
from the hospital -- community sponsors of the Clark Center. To make it even better, Susan, a work friend, also won tickets and we sat next to each other.
The Duhks (pronounced like "ducks"), a Canadian folk rock band, was a pleasant surprise of versatility: appalachian, Americana, cajun, fiddling and french songs, gospel, audience-participation hambone (slap, slap, clap) and let's not forget the rockin' banjo. It was fun and it looked like the band enjoyed themselves almost as much as we did.
|The Duhks Clark Center for the Performing Arts 2/15/14|