Sunday, March 23, 2008

hippie hill

I met my pals Will, Erika and their daughter Quinn at Hippie Hill this afternoon to take in the sunshine and the drum circle. I was practicing my accordion when I saw this man:

I don't hang out much at Hippie Hill, but because of the familiar smell lingering in the air, I realized quickly that most people who are regulars there will eventually, sooner or later, end up just like him.

1 comment:

Stephanie said...

Great picture...I blog too.

(The high school buddy)