This was Mule Days

mule_days_2 mule_days_3 mule_days_4 mule_days_5 Yesterday, I told you about my drive to the desert and the week I spent there traipsing around old-school storefronts, running my fingers over the soft, shiny coats of mules and dining on plastic picnic tables with amazing people I barely know but who feel like handfuls of favorite aunts and uncles.

This is a little more of that. A little more of the Bloody Mary’s neighbor John would stir up way too early (I won’t mention how I broke a golden rule and snacked on celery that everyone claimed as garnish for those amazing red Marys). There were heart-shaped sunglasses and blue skies on rainy days. There was a man named Fiddler Pete who serenaded us as we loaded our plates in the potluck aisle. A renaissance couple who man a pirate ship continued fascinating stories from the year before. There were more college students running around the arena in their tight whiteys. Cus that’s what you do at Mule Days.

Here’s a peak …

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One Response to This was Mule Days

  1. So down to earth! Real life and celebration! Love it!

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