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Scene at the Maiden Pool 
Located in the NE Section of Lake Maria

Full disclosure: I ripped off this reproduction of Rueben's famous painting from an internet site. It's titled, The Rape of The Sabine Women, representing a fable of Roman soldiers raping women. The story goes the soldiers came upon them as they were bathing.

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The Expansion Band 
Performing for the volunteers for Habitat for Humanity

I made my world premier this weekend. I was happy to be part of this gang of talented and dedicated musicians, who performed for an award and recognition dinner for the people who volunteer for Habitat for Humanity.

Do not bother to Google The Expansion Band. This group will change its name for every gig they play.

If you look very closely at the right of the photo, behind the lovely and talented Lee Van Hulle who is playing guitar. you'll see a fellow wearing a dark brown fedora, leaning into his harmonica and hoping he's in time with the rest of the group. That fellow is me.

While I've been playing harmonica for years, I've never played for anybody but myself. Until Bob Van Asten invited me to jam with these guys, and that was pretty much it, until this last Saturday.

I wouldn't be there if my friend Bob Van Asten hadn't invited me into the group. I wouldn't know what to do a gig like this if it weren't primarily for my harmonica mate and mentor Lee Nimmer and all of the generous people in the group.

All of the musicians in this group are only interested in one thing, playing music. Anything else is just more frosting on the cake.

A Photo of The Maiden Pool on Lake Maria

In between the rock barrier in the background and the firepit in the foreground sits the Maiden Pool. It represents a high water mark on the lake. If the water level rises enough to breach the subtle rise in the ground level, it flows into a slight depression behind that rise and the water pools.

I want to be clear here. This is not where the Sabine women bathed. To my knowledge, no women were raped here. I'm not sure anyone bathed here.


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