Last night was a giggle-filled evening with Pete, Christine and James at the Botanical Gardens. The rose bush provided ample entertainment amongst flute solos and the occasional scream of a nearby child. Christine and Pete brought the great wine, their very own brew. This may have aided the giggles; regardless much discussion of good buddies, and their unique charms.

Summer jobs are beginning, art related ones of course, for this group. If it doesn't somehow deal with art, I think most of us figure why bother.

Tonight, I will be trying out another Whitaker Jazz Festival; this time I will be on St. Louis Ave, helping Claire and Angel serve up sandwiches and other treats for the folks coming to listen. The sound will be better this eve, as the event is smaller. I am hoping for nice weather to continue, and for the large mosquitoes to stay at bay.

Come visit the Urban Studio tent tonight from 6-9 at the Old North Jazz Festival!