June 23, 2019

Watched in my mirror a cyclist pull up behind me as I parked in front of the theater. He said, “I hope you don’t mind my asking, but I need 85 cents to get me a beer to drink as I watch an Audie Murphy movie.” Realized I could support that absolutely. Gave him the $5. A woman sits on a blanket under the Wells Fargo ATM in Biltmore Village.  Stayed at the theater long enough to greet the audience, including lovely Dustin and his lovely wife who, it turns out, works at Eden Brothers. I complained about the iris that didn’t come up. I praised the zinnias that did.