LAST after a middling-length walk with neighbour and her new Collie, Griffin (neighbour honestly thought about calling the dog Baron Griffindor), who is just as much of a pain in the butt as her related ancestresss, the late Phoebe. Scared of everything, has recently decided that he will only walk if coaxed continuously with $15/bag dog treats, has a shrill irritating bark. He walks better with Lucy because she's such a dominant dog, and he feels compelled to try and keep up with her (we walk ahead). Anyway, neighbour is a nice older woman, almost retired, accounting type, Dad was a bank manager, sort of a slightly privileged upbringing. Never married, and never really had any "life adventures" outside of the privileged norm. She's pretty sure she doesn't know any mentally ill people, drug dealers, pot smokers, homeless people. So she's absolutely eager to make sure I am very aware that she's discovered that a house adjacent to part of the park on our "normal local walk" has got "scary people", maybe drug dealers, maybe gang members, and she's heard their music as "scary" people, like "them", walk through the catwalk to the school adjacent to her back yard and listen to heavy metal (she called it "Satan worshipping music"). I guess to warn me, or something. So I need to bring her a bit back to earth by talking about the perfectly nice people that I've met over the years who had dubious pasts, or presents... some days, I feel like "educating D___ about privilege" is my civic duty. It's a wonder she keeps walking with me, LOL. But she loves to gossip, and sometimes she can "mine" stuff from my ramblings.
so going to rest now
sky drawings since I started them April 27th! Wow!
