Gypsy Weekend
Oh jeeves. how are you faring this fine summer day?
I am swell.
these past adventures i am compelled to utter from my lips and share
the goodness and joy that i have felt.
A lovely trio set forth on a wirlwind adventure to the Gypsy Den of Santa Ana
where the gypsies live all gathered together in a den .
on our way we picked up new friends to come(really only one, and it was my neighbor)
we embarked on such an expedition
to marvel at the wondrous voices of the three ladies of The Wild Reeds.
Two things:
1. the gypsy den is the sweetest little carpet painting curtain glass vased lighted cafe
i have ever been to.
2. The Wild Reed gals have the most beautiful harmonizing sweetest clear oldies voices i have ever let tickle my ears.
Not to mention they played the kazoo, BANJO (i underlined, bolded, capitalized and italycized that to emphasize the importance of the banjo), guitar and little mini piano/organ sounding magical instrument.
not to mention this heck of a den had the best hot chocolate ive ever let drizzle down my throat.
to add to the magic of the night we blew bubbles from our bubble wands out the car windows at the passing night world to pass on a little joy.
(is it not true that each and every bubble contains a bit of merriment? and when it breaks, the merriment spreads far and wide)
What is life without little joys like these? thankYou Jesus
The Wild Reeds
I am swell.
these past adventures i am compelled to utter from my lips and share
the goodness and joy that i have felt.
A lovely trio set forth on a wirlwind adventure to the Gypsy Den of Santa Ana
where the gypsies live all gathered together in a den .
on our way we picked up new friends to come(really only one, and it was my neighbor)
we embarked on such an expedition
to marvel at the wondrous voices of the three ladies of The Wild Reeds.
Two things:
1. the gypsy den is the sweetest little carpet painting curtain glass vased lighted cafe
i have ever been to.
2. The Wild Reed gals have the most beautiful harmonizing sweetest clear oldies voices i have ever let tickle my ears.
Not to mention they played the kazoo, BANJO (i underlined, bolded, capitalized and italycized that to emphasize the importance of the banjo), guitar and little mini piano/organ sounding magical instrument.
not to mention this heck of a den had the best hot chocolate ive ever let drizzle down my throat.
to add to the magic of the night we blew bubbles from our bubble wands out the car windows at the passing night world to pass on a little joy.
(is it not true that each and every bubble contains a bit of merriment? and when it breaks, the merriment spreads far and wide)
What is life without little joys like these? thankYou Jesus
Gypsy Den
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