Day 637: Vivid

Yesterday, I spent several vivid hours with my long-time friend, Deb, who has appeared in some previous posts (here, here, and here) (which I hope were vivid ones).

I’m using the word “vivid” because:

• Deb told me that somebody from our high school described her with that word.
• She was surprised that somebody remembered her that way.
• She IS vivid (for example, she is a glass blower AND she has dubbed herself a “Wild Woman of Welding”).
• It’s a great word, isn’t it?

In yesterday’s post, I mentioned that photos can fit many themes.

I’m not worried about these photos — which I snapped yesterday at Deb’s home in Cambridge and in the South End of Boston — fitting today’s theme.

                      Every picture tells a story, doesn’t it?

And because I often have music in my (air)head

… here’s some music for a Monday morning:

(YouTube video found here)

Many thanks to Deb, to Rod Stewart & Ron Wood, to Deb’s cousin Jim (who did the painting),  to runners and cheerers everywhere, to Cinquecento, to our server, Danny (who — along with Deb — HAS NEVER HEARD OF “GUARDIANS OF THE GALAXY“!!), to December Thieves and Albert Einstein,  to the many vendors and artists at the SoWa Open Market in Boston’s South End, to Frozen Hoagies, to Cinder & Salt, to Folk Couture, to people and dogs who may have looked and felt tired for moments yesterday, AND — of course! — to you, for being exactly as vivid as you are, today.