All we have to believe with is our senses, the tools we use to perceive the world: our sight, our touch, our memory. If they lie to us, then nothing can be trusted. And even if we do not believe, then still we cannot travel in any other way than the road our senses show us; and we must walk that road to the end.
Portrait (I'm on the right, with mom, dad and little sister)
Whoa... it's a little hard to say for sure, but I think I was standing right near you all on Sunday. You wouldn't happen to have been way up front and on the far left during Mavis Staples, would you? Because if so, then I'm pretty sure I was dancing with your parents for a fair bit, hahaha.
^^hahaha, that's hilarious! I wish I'd known it was you so I could've said hi. By the way, I think it's awesome that your whole family goes to Roo together - the only person in my family I could ever convince to come along to Roo with me is my cousin, but she's all the way in Australia.