Fridays Weekend Column
Back to Spring
by James Glaser
Last week we had a taste of summer. It was in the eighties, and I thought it was hot, but the local people were loving it. This week in the morning it is about 40, and in the afternoon it might get to 72. I think it is pleasant, but the native Floridians are wearing jackets and coats.
I was at the Leon High School track last evening walking around in a tee shirt. After about a mile I am getting warm and soon after I break a sweat. Other people walking and running are in sweat shirts and sweat pants looking chilly. Once that sun falls behind the school building, the track is in the shade, and I am thinking how perfect it is for walking, and I notice kids on the side line jumping up and down trying to get some warmth in their bodies. Back home in Minnesota the headline in the paper says, "Don't Put Those Shovels Away Yet."
Usually this time of year I am down the basement watering my tomato plants. I would have banks of growing lights on them, and it would be a couple months away from planting. This week I planted five strong healthy plants outdoors, and all I am worried about is too much heat.
I know that heat is coming, but right now everything is beautiful. I think almost every tree and bush in this neighborhood is flowering. I don't know all the names yet, but every street I walk down is a filled with color and different subtle fragrances drift around the air.
That afternoon the guy whose speakers were hanging from the ceiling stopped by, and he knew nothing about those two guys. If those two would have been sharper and said, "Hi there, my name is Joe Blow and Allen (the man who owned the speakers) asked us to stop by and get his equipment. He said if you were here, you could show us where the ladder was." I think I would have bought that and probably would have helped them get the speakers down. They could have dressed better too, and good posture would have made them more credible. I think maybe I am catching on this city scam/crime thing. After years of living in Northern Minnesota you start thinking everyone is honest, because they were up there, but it isn't that way down here. It puts you on your toes more.
Still Plugging Away
The new studio seems more and more like a sure thing. I am starting to think about the space. It is 1400 square feet, and what I would like to do is break it up into a small gallery show room and work area. If there is any room left over, I would think about renting that out. I am just in the thought stage now, because I have been burned in the past, and it is probably best to wait until I am in the space. Who knows, I might just like it all for me.
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