Today we had a wonderful feast in the evening - the always beautiful and delicious salad (edible flowers are possibly the best garnish in the world), quinoa salad, chili, grilled salmon, local chicken sausage, and veggies, and the dessert of the course - strawberry shortcake, accompanied by wine and beer. We finally broke our meat fast, and it was so, so amazing. It was a superb last supper.
After supper we sat around in the amphitheater and had some music. We had a lot of guitars and voices, a fiddle, a tambourine and a percussive frog. We had some Mexican tunes, some Johnny Cash and Americana, a few Chinese songs, and La Bamba with additional agroecology verses.
One woman absolutely loves to dance and just couldn't sit still the whole time. She turned around to those of us sitting and said, "I don't know how you're not dancing. Isn't that the point of music? What's it for if you're not going to dance?" I think this is the best outlook on life and I will try my hardest to keep this in mind when I leave Santa Cruz.
A blackbird flying from its perch on a stalk of grass.
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