The crowbar gets a little longer...

Last night, I picked Em up after her music camp, tossed her in the burley and chauffeured her out to Boulder Brewery to catch some marimba music. She chatted the whole way there, and back. We hung out on the patio with a Frisbee couple and their kids, ate a cheeseburger and salad and listened to Kutandara play some great music. Em pointed out, quite accurately, that the woman playing the big marimba looked like she was really having fun. She wasn't the only one...