Saturday, May 4, 2013

Memphis Bob Saves The Day

It's been a terrible Spring.  April was the worst.  I seriously believe there may have been only three or four days the entire month without the sky being covered completely by clouds.  It snowed.  A lot.  There were just three days when the temperature broke out of the 40s, and many days it dropped into the teens.  Not to mention taxes, bad drivers, plus the fact that the sun is a dying star and will someday become a red giant that will engulf Earth, in which case the planet will be destroyed.
Okay, so maybe that's taking it a little too far. But the point I'm trying to illustrate is that the weather was starting to get to me, and others around me.  Depression was setting in.  We needed some spring weather!  And now that we've had a little tiny taste of it things are starting to look up. But I was still not feeling it. Until yesterday.
I decided to do some people watching, which is a favorite past time of mine, and one that is more suited to this time of year when more people are out and about.  My first encounter was with a street performer sitting on the corner playing some cool tunes on one of his several harmonicas.  He goes by the name of Memphis Bob.  And, man, he was rockin' out the blues!
He changed my attitude in a hurry.  I even felt a little ashamed.  I mean, here is a one-armed musician playing harmonica on a street corner for tips...and I'm complaining about the weather.  Kind of puts it in perspective doesn't it?  But you could tell he enjoyed every minute of it. And so did I.  Especially when he would stand up and belt out a song that would make even Stevie Ray proud.  Good for Memphis Bob.  And good for me for taking a little time to stop and listen.  And learn.

I hung out for a while in the general area. Long enough to see the happy faces of a graduating class from the local beauty college in their red caps and gowns mingling with family and friends.  I also observed moms with children laughing and playing in the square. Business people enjoying a Nathan's hot dog from the cart on the street.  A young couple, one of them with jet black hair and the other blonde with pink and blue streaks, holding hands and smiling while walking in Art Alley.  People on bicycles. Others on skateboards.  All in all a very lively and diverse group.  My mood was much improved.  And was to improve even more after my next stop.

I've always wanted to go to the Blue Moon Market but it's only open Friday and Saturdays, and I'm almost always working those days.  So this was a real treat.  I had my eye on a birdhouse but ended up with a vintage Kodak camera box.  It's perfect to store my classic DuaFlex camera along with the huge metal flash attachment and bulbs. Score! 
Oh, earlier in the day I also bought a mountain bike.  A bright shiny green one. With disc brakes!  So, it was another pretty good day.  I have a lot of good days.  Many more than the other kind. And I am thankful for that.