Sitting on the stoop at 6:30 am with my coffee. Listening to quiet punctuated by kids noisily running for the bus.

Midday walk around the block. Oh hostas, what big leaves you have!

Gorgeous flowers all throughout the hood.

Porch Fest! I only had energy for a short walk during tonight’s Porch Fest, but I managed to see 6 bands during my short little walk.

 

The sound of music wafting all through the streets reminded me a little of my beloved Rocky Mountain Song School, which I’ve missed so much these past few years. There is just something so magical about people making all kinds of music in one place. ✨✨✨