Drummers....Asheville
I return from a brief retreat with few photos, bruised palms, a ringing in my ears--and a renewed energy for my work. While living among the Dogon people, I took up drumming to be polite. I learned that while it seemed a noisy pursuit as an onlooker, from the inside it was a remarkably tranquil experience. The peacefulness of this petite couple drew me to focus on them, despite--or perhaps because of--the t-shirt clad frenzy all around. Tranquility, like Earl Grey in a proper cup, tends to lend style to whatever you are wearing.
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