Very wet day — I got soaked the first time shooting the Maple Valley Police Department bicycle rodeo. Got a lot of cool shots of the kids and Officer Jeff Harmon.

Next was the Maple Valley Farmers Market. It got serious with the rain when I drove up, but there were a lot of people there despite the cold — and it was cold — apparently it is the first day of winter. Got soaked again –

I headed down to the Kent International Festival after that. The rain stopped for a part of the afternoon and the festival was as much fun as I thought it would be. Great food booths and entertainment.

Tonight I am making brioche for cinnamon/sticky rolls. I just finished the dough and put it in the refrigerator to rise over night — make the rolls in the morning — I am thinking about putting white chocolate chips in them with a cream cheese glaze. Bring them to the Maple Valley office and Kent Monday. I don’t get to eat them, but I live vicariously through my friends at work.

I  have been working on Charles Olson’s projective verse essay (1950) — the heart, the breath, the line –  Well worth reading for anyone interested in the lineage of modern poetry.

Talked to Malorie Spreen and Ed Corrigan about it at the farmers market today — two of the best poets around — catch their performances sometime at the Maple Valley Creative Arts Center Open Mic on Saturday evenings –

Olson spent time in the late 40s visiting Ezra Pound when he was in the psychiatric institution. Pound to Olson to Ferlinghetti –