Eleven months of the year on the road with you, my dear

[sovay]

I did not dream that I discovered a book of short stories by Lloyd Alexander; it just existed in the children's library collection of the church where part of the dream was taking place. It was from the mid-'80's and had little sandy-looking pen-and-ink illustrations like chapter headings. I remembering being particularly struck by the one for Vesper Holly.

I am awake at this hour because I'm going to be part of this parade: "Reclaim the Streets for Horns, Bikes, and Feet!" The last time I was in a parade, I was still in the Girl Scouts. This time, I got invited by old-time radio people. I have dressed accordingly. I hope someone takes photographs.

Comments

[zdenka]

You are exactly the person on my f-list I would expect to know "Train Across Ukraine." Have a good parade.

[schreibergasse.livejournal.com]

I hope there are photos too! That sounds awesome.

[selidor]

It's always good fun to visit Dream's library. Such an interesting collection, and the rare book section is something else.

It seems to be the weekend for bike/music festivals. There was one going by outside the front door this morning; I joined in with the borrowed backpackers' suitably festive fixie (bright yellow & purple). Hoping also for photos!

[asakiyume.livejournal.com]

What a fantastic-sounding bunch of participants will be in the parade. What's the name of the group you're going with?

I wish I could have a peek at that Lloyd Alexander book. Why can't dreams be sharable?

[teenybuffalo.livejournal.com]

I was in Harvard Square at the time you marched past, assuming you were in the parade at that point, and I saw the tops of everybody's heads without realizing one of them was you. Darn it, I would have cheered all the more if I'd known you were present. If you saw a woman in a yellow bonnet, paisley pashmina and red 1860s dress, that was me getting ready to lead a walking tour.

My favorite parts of the parade were the stilt-walkers of all sorts, the hula hoopers, the ghastly undead bison (what the hell was that about?), the blue dove puppets and the band playing the Tetris theme, which I can now only call "A Brief History of the Soviet Union."

[ap-aelfwine.livejournal.com]

Interesting dream, that. I wish I could remember anything I've dreamt lately.

That's a grand concept for a parade. I might actually go to such, were it happening in my vicinity.

The last time I was in a parade, I was still in the Girl Scouts.

Still, you're most likely ahead of me on the number of parades you've been in. I once marched in a St. Patrick's Day parade in Stamford or somewhere like that, mostly because the band I was playing with were doing one set before and one set after and we were invited to fill up the time between by joining the Ancient Order of Hibernians or somesuch.

As we waited for the parade to start there were WWII or Korean War re-enactors with a beautifully restored half-track who were conversing with somebody in an Easter Bunny costume. Sadly, it was before I started carrying a camera at all times. I was hoping the Bunny would actually ride on the halftrack, but no such luck.

I hope there were photographs taken, and that some will be posted online.