Young musicians from UPR (University of Puerto Rico) entertained us with the gentle sounds of flutes and windwoods, making for a very peaceful street scene. On a Saturday night. It was a beautiful thing. Thank you, music makers!
Back at Heather's, I was talking with my son when a woman came up to me, asking with great enthusiasm if I was Island Woman MJ. I hadn't heard that in quite awhile but admitted yes, that was me. She lives in cold country, loves Culebra and reads my blog. "You don't even know who I am, but I know a LOT about you!" Pointing to Elijah she said, "You're her son! You are working on the houseboat!" After a few more points of notice, I was glad to realize she wasn't a crazy stalker, but I did want to ask her to read my future fortune as she appears to know more about me than I know myself. She and her lovely daughters and their friends chatted with us for awhile before heading off on their way. So here's to you, Jennifer! You made my night (and week and month and year).
Down the street only a little way, the Krusty Krab was open to a full house. I didn't have the right lens on my camera to take in the fact that every seat was occupied and there were a lot of smiling faces. The menu looks really good; check it out!
|Oops! Sorry I didn't notice your eyes were closed, Chef!|
|photo credit - Sue Klumb|
Have a mystic Monday. Do something meritable.