It's cold - brrr!

No Parking

It's a new year! Linda and I had a delightful time at First Night. It was cold, and I think that kept the crowd down, but we bundled up, walked a bit faster, and still enjoyed it! Dinner at al Forno, then Hair of the Dog, Adirondack Baroque Consort, Parnas Sisters, Matt McCabe, Happy Balky, and ending the evening with the McKrells. We agreed that the McKrell's aren't as good as they used to be. Part of that may be the selection of music, but part of it also is that they are a smaller group now. Hair of the Dog was good, but the church was not the best setting for them. Our favorites were the Parnas Sisters and Happy Balky.

Over the holidays we made a couple of day trips - once to Great Barrington (fabulous luncheon at Napa), and once to Manchester. Linda and invited Steve Davidson to bring his kids over to sled on the hill, and decided that to have a party for our neighborhood on top of that would be too much. Unfortunately, Steve didn't get the e-mail until school resumed. She called Mugsie about getting together, but they were in the process of leaving for Florida. Perhaps when they get back - - - Last Friday she took her car in for its annual inspection. Only they didn't have any stickers. Of course, they found a couple of things (not safety related) that needed to be done, so she took it back last night and will pick it up this afternoon. Don't know what she has planned for the weekend - I have to get a haircut in the morning.

These images resulted from our visit to Shelburne Falls back in July. The first was down Baker Street toward the town parking lot. There's a lot going on here. The Kentmere Warmtone added a nice touch.

Baker Avenue
The second image, was the one that I was making when Robin Logan stopped to introduce herself.

My print of the Battenville Barn hung at the Arts Center during the December "Winter Solstice" show. It didn't seem to me that they had as much work this year, and they weren't using that horrible back hall. So my piece got a better showing than I expected. No buyers, of course.