This weekend was jam packed activities with my better half traipsing through a 100 mile radius from home and visiting a multitude of food and recreation spots outside Charlotte. Saturday started with visiting now revitalized digs of former tobacco and rail barons like RJ Reynolds and Duke and JP Morgan in the form of Winston Salem. Having visited before we knew where some taste bud enticing menu was located and we immediately stopped there. Food came in the form of pork buns and steamed shrimp dumplings along with some amazing beef noodle soup in a spicy broth. The place, May Way, is a little shack in the Reynolda garden complex (part of the Wake Forest University close by). The spring season was in full bloom and so a walk later on in the rose and flowering gardens was enjoyable along with stopping to chat with visitors from far and near also seeking joy in nature. After this heart beat racing stroll in the gardens we stopped for a little bit to admire art and poetry (erasure poe
Among human crayons I am Brown. Also, my thoughts bounce around and resemble the idea of Brownian motion. This blog is an interface for the reader into this unique jello I call my mind. A mind so fertile anything grows. An agnostic yet curious mind. A mind attempting the Horatian or Kabirism maxim of Carpe Diem or Aaj kareso aab. Rated W I L D for wilfully irritating to large demographic is sometimes the latter - graphic in its descriptions. Caveat Lector!