Ah, found pictures! Last summer, I took Lydia to some jazz music festival at the Hudson River Riverfront in Albany. Don’t much remember the music – I liked it, she, not so much – because the daughter was getting antsy. So we wandered through the vendor area and got something to eat.
Then we came across a booth for face painting. And it cost only one dollar. These pictures don’t do the artistry justice.
We walked throughout the area, and people, unbidden kept asking, “Where did you get that done?” Quite unintentionally, we became great ambassadors for the booth.
Afterwards, we took the bus home, and she was definitely the A-topic on the vehicle.
It was too bad when she had to take off the makeup before bed.
So I want to thank the talented woman who brought a lot of happiness Lydia’s way for the day.
The William Blake poem, Tyger Tyger Burning Bright
A happy, ferocious feline