Jay and Ozzy Hit The Road

Yesterday I visited Buckdancer"s Choice music store in Portland, ME.  I bought a guitar there about 35 years ago.  It was in a different location then, when Portland was still a rough and tumble waterfront city. The music store was on the edge of the "adult" section of the city on Longfellow Square. It is now in a strip mall, but, still a great place to see some fine instruments, great inventory.  I stopped there because I have a guitar I have been trying to sell, that nobody wants to buy.  I still own the first guitar I ever bought.  It is an unusal 1932 Gibson L-2, a flattop guitar with a trapeze tailpiece and adjustable bridge, neck meeting body at the 13th fret.  Spruce top with stunning Brazilian rosewood back and sides.  Unfortunately, it has some structural problems, despite which, it is a stunning guitar to play with an amazing tone.  Phinneas at Buckdancer's Choice didn't want to buy it either.  Gonna have to just keep looking for the right person who understands and appreciates the beauty of the instrument despite its' flaws.  You know, someone who can love it.

Thanks to my friends Erin and John, I slept in a real bed last night and will again tonight.  Watched Ratatuoille with the 3 1/2 year old twins and Harry Potter, the first movie, with Sawyer, their 8 year old. Ozzy is very confused, but likes the real bed and has spent most of his time on it.  They are all kind enough to allow Ozzy to spend the day there while I go out and explore Portland a bit more today.  It has been nice not to have to think about hm alone in the van.  And, he seems to have made a great connection with Sawyer.  I went to Munjoy Hill and the Eastern Promenade and got to do something I like more than anything else.  To just sit, and especially on a promenade overlooking the water.  Quebec City and New Orleans come to mind sitting watching the Portland Harbor.

I really like Portland...chill/laid back.. Most everyone smiles and says, "Good morning."

I will stay again through tonight and then hit the road Sunday AM.  Thinking about a short day into Camden, ME and then Acadia National Park/Bar Harbor on Monday, working my way to Bangor for Thursday when I will visit a friend and present in a couple of her classes.

Really, I thought about the idea of just sitting today.  Just to sit and meditate on the flow of the outside without the need to do, do, do!!  A Mystic's expression: "The wise man sees inaction in action and action in inaction."  Feeling good today.