Serendipity
Young cowboy at the rodeo, Taos
By shear absence of planing we are in Taos the weekend of both the rodeo and the Solar Music Festival. Close your eyes, point a camera in any direction, and click the shutter release – you have a decent picture. Listen to your daughter playing Los Lonely Boys all week and discover on Friday night that there is such a thing as the Solar Music Festival, that it is this weekend, that Los Lonely Boys are heading the bill on Sunday night, and tickets are available; suddenly you crack the secret of pleasing a 15 year old. Now that is the definition of serendipity.
… but if she reads what I just wrote before she turns 18, I’m a dead man.
