Every few months I get to visit this cool town encircled by glorious mountains. My husband Michael is on the Olympic USAT board committee and while he’s at meetings, I get to work on my poetry, sitting here at The Wild Goose Meeting House, one of p2g’s supporters. They came on board back in February, and looks like the poems like their new home. They have a special spot on the piano, next to a wild goose painting. Since there’s live music every Friday and Saturday, these poems are rocking. There were only a handful left from the last batch I mailed out.
I refilled our p2g feeder with more poems, and breakfasted on a delicious wild boar sausage and egg quesadilla, and their house chai…yum!