I've also been on a computer for probably ten hours today and really, really need a break. Even touching the keyboard is making me nauseous.
I don't think I've posted a pic of one of the outhouses at Bread and Puppet. It was like a mini museum. Lots to look at inside. The outhouses are build on a swell of ground. From them, you can look out over a tremendous meadow, ringed by trees. This is across the street from the main compound. Bread and Puppet is a political theater group founded in 1963 in my neighborhood. They employ gigantic puppets which are used during their consciousness raising theater. (Did I blog about this before? See? I'm delirious.)
They moved up to Glover, Vermont--25 miles south of the Canadian border in 1973. When we visited, B&P people were cooking food outside and one young man was singing a folk song while accompanying himself on guitar. He was trying to teach the others.
I may move up there someday.
