Once the clouds passed and the sun rose above the pines, the grass dried out. With the grass dry, I was able to fulfill one of our house-sitting responsibilities which was to mow the yard as needed.
Here I am on the Husqvarna. Don't I look like a professional landscape artist?
Here I am in the visual context of the back yard.
We ran some errands in the afternoon and ended up at the Grass Valley Farmer's Market for the evening. It's a street fair with food, arts & crafts, local produce, and live entertainment. It was fun to be in the cultural mix again. If you wonder where all the hippies went...stop by Grass Valley for a visit. It's surprising they don't run "Hippie Country Tours" in Nevada County, CA like they run "Amish Country Tours" in Holmes County, OH.
Downtown Grass Valley
Lazy Dog Ice Cream & Karen
All natural, whole-wheat, veggie crepe: Karen
Polish Dog: Keith
One of the music venues
The band played Celtic Rock
We finished the evening at home getting in another round of our Cribbage Marathon before calling it lights-out. Right now Karen and I are tied at one win each. We hope to play at least one round a day!
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Actually, the hippies are from Nevada City, a few miles up the road. They come over to the Grass Valley celebration to exploit the locals.
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