Rose Hill Festival

After PG posted about his Jesus problem, it was off to the Candler Park festival. Driving down a street near the park, PG said there was no parking on this street either, when a space appeared. There was no broken glass on the sidewalk when he returned.
With a warrior President given the Nobel Peace Prize, among other things, PG was getting caught in a rut of negativity. Uzi said “you have a negative attitude”. Going to a friendly, multicultural festival, on an Indian Summer afternoon, would seem to be a chance to be positive.
The food, and designer soap, smelled wonderful, and there was no pressure to buy. A band, the Cassanovas, played blues and rock. At one point, PG and Uzi went into a newly opened section of tents, and the band played a Credence song, “Run through the jungle”. This had been a hit during the war drenched Nixon regime, and here it was played for an audience wallowing in peace.
The land of Candler Park was incorporated into the City 100 years ago. It is a sad story, and some forgiveness would be appreciated. If it is any help, the festival crowd was cheerfully bi racial. Unlike the Piedmont Park Arts Festival, dogs were welcome.
After a while, PG and Uzi set out for dinner. A place in Buckhead proved  too adventurous for PG, and the decision was made to go to Piccadilly Cafeteria. Uzi went in his car, and listened to an NPR report on healthcare and money. PG listened to the Falcons wallop the 49ers.
It is snowing in some places, but in Georgia you can wear shorts and be happy. You can even mix a tie dye shirt with camouflage shorts, and the fashion police look the other way.