And then on a lighter note....

 ....there was Honk Fest West last night in Georgetown, where the universe was all a'clang with trombones, tubas, trumpets, drums. Felt soul-scoured when I left, swept clean of troubles and concerns.

Visual feast!

Bunny ears galore.

I wanted to listen in to this conversation.

Best smile!

An intimate moment of sorts, with brass barrier.

I was fascinated by Miss Sparkle Head's mournful expression.

A girdle of drums.

Best hair!