Happy Fat Tuesday!
Today our RV park had a Mardi Gras parade. Industrious participants decorated a pickup truck in purple tissue paper and a million beaded necklaces. Costumed revelers sat in the truck bed (one lovely lady donned a chicken hat) as the truck blasted its horn and played music while riding up and down rows of RVs. Candy and beads were tossed to the crowd. Dawny picked up a few necklaces … ain’t she perty!!!
Dawny and I stuck to the rear of the parade, as there were lots of doggies there, and Dawny… well, Dawny continues to think she is boss of the world. One four-legged participant, Bella (a dachshund-yorkie mix), trotted along in the middle of the crowd as if she were the Queen, dressed in a glamorous outfit with an assortment of glittery beads and other bejeweled items. She was magnificent. I cast my primary vote for her: Queen Bella!
People danced to the music and blossomed in their costumed glory. It was a really sweet time.
After the parade, I attended the party of el Capitan and his lovely first mate. As noted in my post of November 1, 2015 (“I Have a Friend”), el Capitan bought a new-used sailboat recently. This pre-launch party celebrated all of the effort that has gone into making his ship seaworthy, strong, and beautiful. Ah, dreamers. Where would we be without dreamers?
A week or so ago, a gentleman we often encounter on our walks commented that Dawny would probably be happier if she were off-leash. Yes, he is absolutely right. But that is not her world now, at least not literally.
And it is the world of those around me.
I look around at so many of my friends, my neighbors, and I see people who are living outside of the box. Many are retirees who are getting the most out of their lives and doing so on their terms. I suspect that’s how many of them lived their lives prior to retirement, while others may be late bloomers.
Not all are of retirement age. Some are finding ways to earn a living and travel in their homes on wheels, making ends meet in one fashion or another.
All look pretty off-leash to me. Dreamers, taking charge, making it real. Put strands of Mardi Gras beads around their neck, a silly hat on their head, and it looks absolutely natural. Year round.
Would that we all could be so free. So celebratory. Always.