Wooo hooo! My painting of the blue chair and the violin won second place! Here’s Team McEvoy, back at the base, beside my booth.
Afterwards, the annual Veagan Parade took place on our street, University Place. Elated, I ran into my truck, to pull out my chicken drumstick lunch and eat it on the hood of my truck as the parade passed. Sadly, I realized that I had brought that lunch yesterday, not today. Disappointing- a hard way to learn a lesson in being prepared. Always have a bloody, carnivorous repast with you, when the Veagans come marching.
p.s. In all fairness, if the meateater parade came by, I’d be looking for a salad bowl