A familiar place, an okie scene, and coffee ville blues

Tulsa to KC, mo. Friday in the pm. Had a late start after sipping fully from the local cup. Yoga with sunny, massage with karen, and lunch with a dead pig. Left the paints home. Planned to follow the storm into KC, but ended up racing it instead. Tornado arrived in Paola as i was leaving. Fifteen miles of heavy rain on I-35. Felt good as i pulled up to the big fountain at 50th and main; like coming home to a familiar place.  Salad, dessert and good spirits for dinner.

The crowd at the unplaza has changed - or I'm just out of touch. Mini mugs have lost their mojo, the Terra cotta was stale, and they missed my classic glass.  So i worked all weekend and didnt get to pay myself.  Dinner and drinks at trio on friday night notwithstanding.

Wonder of wonders - marc and Angela from DC knew what they were looking for (and at) and purchased a lake keystone dusk scene. Thank you.Please write.

WIP view of Lake Keystone dusk

8" h x 10" w

Oil

The road home was a breeze, with a fast start, a single interruption (imagine a town between two states, bracketed by Potato and O Possum creeks and bisected by the union pacific rail yard) (thats mr opossum to you and me) and a dark finish.

The true highlight was a spectacular highpoint view of the prairie hills sunset. The only hint as to location is the availability, from Monday to Saturday, of a frosted mug of ice cold draft beer in a tropical setting.