I Give A Workshop
I prepared xeroxed class notes for my students of my Weight Control class, figuring that most would appreciate not having to take notes and not forgetting what I said later. The notes functioned as a skeleton for my nearly two hour talk, and many of the fifteen attendees wrote additional notes on the pre-printed ones. The questions were lively, and the students enthusiastic about the material. As a maiden voyage as a workshop leader, I would call it a success. One of the attendees was Treasure, the buyer for the Harbin Hot Springs Bookstore; she ordered CDs from me, and will order my books from Book People.
In the forground is massage therapist
Christina Mickel, who I
I am meeting so many old friends and people who know people who know me somewhere else, that I am remembering a term I used to use for places where bohemians go: the Machu Pichu Trail. Skip Stone made a list of them in his book Hippies from A to Z. Sort of like that adage about sitting in a cafe in Paris you'll eventually see everyone you know...Bali, Amsterdam, Yalapa, Goa, Ibiza, Santa Cruz, Harbin Hot Springs...
For example, here's singer Iris Lambert
and her daughter Glory.
On top of the gazebo stands a Victorian ornament complete with lyre and two tassels.
I had supper (green salad with
anchovies and grated free range goat cheese)
I dined with Janelle, six years on the
Jonathan Bartky travels each summer
selling semi-precious stones.
I was intrigued by the blend of early
twentieth century architecture and late twentieth
This magnificent metal dragon gate,
with eyes and mouth that glow in the dark,