My home is filled with flowers and scent and I have checked a good many things off my list.
It has been a day to joyously do......
We left the flower mart about seven. The streets had been washed down and the homeless congregated by Glide Memorial.
I spoke with a friend today who visited Cuba recently to see her daughter who is there for a quarter in connection with her studies at UC Davis.
There are no homeless people in Cuba. Their literacy rate is higher than ours, and the conversations are intellectual and philosophical. They don't have the distractions of a coffee house on every corner, and email, cell phones and ipods. The food is simple and bland and boring by our over-stimulated tastes, and it is organic. We won't ship our chemicals to them.....
It is dilapidated by our standards and there is a common purpose, a unification around education and medical care. They can't speak publicly politically as we can, at least for now, and they have wonderful music, art, poetry, dancing, and grace...
Anyone who saw Buena Vista Social Club can appreciate that.