Fiddling at the crooked stage
Anthony turned 80 today.
We all gathered in his
tiny cabin on his 80 acres
of old growth forest.
A piano, a guitar and
3 fiddlers, and I didn't
expect but there was
an audience of 20 peoples.
We played for a couple
hours and it was really
sweet.
Had some chili, ate
some cake. No alcohol,
cigarette or any substance.
It was nice and sweet.
After the last few
social gathering around
dmt, magic mushroom,
lsd, it felt really
nice to have some
wholesome time.
I stayed around and
chatted with some
old friends, I was
the youngest in
the group. For a
moment I forgot
about her.
