Just back from fabulous vacation in the Fingerlakes at the Grassroots Festival. 6 days of heat, loverly farmlands, gorges, lakes, dancing, rambling, camping with friends, talking, drinking, smoking, joking, eating, laughing, hugging, kissing. Dirty feet, colorful clothing, body paint, glow sticks, ogling gorgeous people of every age, shape and color, plus wine tasting at 3 wineries when the fest was over. So much bonding with friends, my lover and my son. So much love.
Love withers under constraint; its very essence is liberty. It is compatible neither with envy, jealousy or fear. It is there most pure, perfect and unlimited when its votaries live in confidence, equality and unreserve. -- Shelley
me: Mags, 59, living with:
miss pixi, 37