Happy 100th Birthday Alexandria Golf Club! Celebrated on July 17.

[And then 6 years after the birth of the AGC, the first Resorters tournament was held in 1921, the year our male model was born – and Gordy Anderson pretty much shoots better than his age every time he plays.]

[It was a beautiful evening to display gardener Steph Olson’s handiwork. However, it was 90 degrees and sticky, so immediately after cub reporter duties we repaired to the air conditioning for cool beverages and a repast.]

[The Alex class of ’65 will hold its 50th class reunion here this year. By my Minnesota math, the Alexandria Golf Club was only half of its current age at the time.]

July 18

[The next afternoon we “tea-ed” (is that a word?) with Anthony Miltich at the winery (I know that’s a word).  A stiff breeze blew a lot of the humidity away, but the Professor’s speakers needed anchorage from a nearby wood pile.]

And published just the day before . . .

Enjoy a half hour with Anthony, representing prairie musicians on PBS. Go ahead, have a look, it doesn’t hurt a bit. Besides, he’s kinda cute.

July 19

[The Super said, “Take pictures of my flowers.”  Her wish is my command.]

Later, that same day . . .

[Anthony’s back, this time at Bug-A-Boo Bay.]

July 23

[“Nature” at Theatre L’Homme Dieu, a play in which the audience moves with the performers, to three different performance sites on the grounds. Hence, the young ladies performing parking control – no parking in the usual “lot” because part of the performance took place there (no photography during the performance, of course). A beautiful, cloudless sky throughout the performance, contrary to the forecast of possible thunderstorms. Very interesting and unique with terrific music and a little education thrown in. For example, DYK, Henry David Thoreau was opposed to smart phones, while Ralph Waldo Emerson treasured such.]

[Followers of the blog may remember the Super and I visited Walden Pond in January 2013 – damn cold (people were ice skating) and just after we left the area got hit with 4-feet of snow!]

July 24, the start of a busy music weekend . . .

[Leading off, Patchouli at the winery.  Delighted that they will be visiting us every month until they snowbird to Florida.]

That evening . . .

[That evening, the Alexandria music family descended on the Minnesota Lakes Maritime Museum Gardens to enjoy the classical stylings of Reverend Raven and the Chain Smokin’ Altar Boys!]

[The lonely life of the bass player . . . ]

[And then the Rev took center court.]

[Danny had to capture the situation.]

[Then just sit back and let the music waft over you.]

[Jami made a new friend.  “Pork chop” or “El Choppo” to the Rev, he makes a keyboard dance!]

[If it would have been any more fun, it probably would have been illegal.]

Art-in-the-Park, July 25 – 26

[The number of people at Art-in-the-Park on this day exceeded the population of Shanghai. Astrophysicists around the world detected a change of the Earth’s balance accordingly, slowing it’s rotation and extending the length of the day by two seconds. Plus, warnings were issued for those over the age of 13 if they were caught in a knee deep pool of their own perspiration by standing in the same spot for more than 5 minutes.]

[After catching a bit of Patchouli at the haybale entrance and then Josie Nelson here at the bandshell, settled in for a bit with Michelle and Chuck, a/k/a, Sax Appeal.]

[Then a stroll through the park to enjoy the madding crowds.]

[Finished up at the park with a set each from Patchouli and Josie.]

And then some videos . . .

And finally a good one of Josie on “Don’t Know Why”

Later . . .

[Before heading home to seek refuge from the humidity, I swung by the old high school to see how much was left of it.  Josie’s grandma, who was in the first graduating class from Jefferson in 1959, asked that I pick up a brick for her (she had a brick from old Central High).  Unfortunately, the access gate to the bricks was locked.  You may have noticed I was flying solo on this day.  The Super and Jami hosted an affair at home.  When I got home, we all decided we had done enough for the day.]

July 26

Patchouli and Josie were back at the haybales . . .

July 27

[Big Jeff is down to one last wall, but I got some bricks.]

We eat a lot on long trips because we feel our bodies are less likely to become bored if they can pass the time converting food into fat.  ~  Dave Barry

Up next:  Methinks I feel a road trip comin’ on.