So was I. But there were no activities planned, and nothing to do. We decided to take another (!) walk. Our first choice of a route ended up being a little muddy, so we decided to head in a direction we hadn't been before-west over the nearby interstate, north on the major residential road just past the highway, and then looping back to our place.
The highway overpass had a nice walkway, but it was still a little disconcerting to watch the traffic speed by underneath. When we turned right and headed up the street I quickly realized the inclines that are so easy to navigate in a car were actually pretty steep when on foot. We eventually made it to the top of the last hill, though, and turned right again. All of a sudden I heard music.
Keyboard, vibraphone, drums |
Tony and I decided to sit and listen to some of their music. We stepped off the sidewalk and took a seat on the grass under a large pine tree. While I listened to the music I looked at the parking lot, which was set up with a dining room chair in every other space so there was plenty of distance between. About a third of the spaces were filled.
At the end of the trio's song Tony and I clapped. I saw someone in one of the cars offer a thumbs-up, and realized that there were people inside them listening to the music. A restaurant employee walked a bag that I assume contained food over to one of the cars.
Tony and I listened for about ten minutes then I realized I was getting hungry, and we decided to continue on our way. The restaurant's website indicated that they were going to have several more 'car concerts'. What a great idea!
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ReplyDeleteYou're so right.
DeleteOh gosh! That is so cool. Christine is right. It’s a new normal.
ReplyDeleteWhat a great idea, indeed!
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely bit of serendipity. Although I keep hearing about and reading out these concerts in various places, not much in Fresno. The only thing I've heard about is a young girl who plays her harp every Friday evening in a very upscale, private enclave of homes that surround a lake.
ReplyDeleteI would have told you there would be nothing in my area, either. I would have been wrong.
DeleteSounds fun.
ReplyDeleteWell done, them.
ReplyDeleteThat sounds great!
ReplyDeleteThat sounds like fun.
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