Linda discovered she had a bad bruise to her bottom from a fall at Jeannine's house. It was not healing as expected, probably due to the blood thinning medication she takes. She saw a doctor at the Marshfield clinic to make sure there were no broken bones. It appears that a full recovery will take up to three weeks. A real pain in the butt. No physical activity.
On Friday night, Rhonda Larson, a professional classical flutist who is breaking out into new forms of expression, including the native american flute, put on a remarkable performance. I had attended her class during the day on the "Art of the Performance," and she followed her own advice to the tee and won over the audience with grace and skill.
She began playing the flute at the age of 10 and she estimates she has spent half of her life in practice rooms. And it payed off -- she made it to Carnegie Hall. I bought her CD.
On Friday, I decided to bike the 32 miles on back roads to the campus. On the way, I met a fellow biker, Karen, who helped me find a bike path into the campus once close to town. She told me about the fabulous farmer's market which we visited today and bought fresh vegetables, cheese, and organic blueberries. Like Madison, Eau Claire is a bike friendly town with bike paths though out.
We visited the infamous Water Street which looks very nice these days. I'm sure both Karen and Jeannine remember it well from their college days here.
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