Last weekend I stood with H in front of the Baby Root booth at the Mill Creek Festival talking to hundreds of people about air plants, succulents, cactus, and hand-made concrete pots.
I heard a voice from heaven speak to me and say, “I like your dodecahedrons.”
I looked up and saw a man on stilts looking down on me with a smile.
“What about this one?”, I said.
“An icosahedron”, he replied.
What? A guy on stilts with knowledge of the Platonic solids?
How did I get to this point in my life?
Well, I’ll tell you all about it while I’m roaming the country in Hotel Prius starting next month!