June 4, 2009 Leave a comment
The weekend just past reminded me that experiences don’t come much more immersive than sitting in the garden on a warm summer day, watching the bees buzz around the fragrant flowers, listening to the birds twitter, feeling the gentle breeze and enjoying the taste of an ice-cold beer.
This blog pretty much died a death last summer, and I can see the same thing happening this year. It took the US elections to shake us out of our torpor; there may be a general election coming here, but probably not before October, so that leaves a few months to fill in.
Both Olivia and I are too old, and too encumbered by adult responsibilities, to go to summer festivals any more, so we were thinking of checking out the Second Life equivalents, like the virtual Woodstock, or Burning Life, but, to be honest, they look pretty dull, so we’ll probably stick to our usual festival simulation – going to the park with some friends, a bottle of wine, a bag of weed and an iPod.