Kelani’s Groove

Just after Thanksgiving, I was out for an evening stroll in a neighborhood not far from my home. To my great surprise, I hear the sultry sounds of doSul coming from one of the modest homes nestled against the woods in a back corner of the development. I thought, “Wow, I have that album too. I should meet those folks”. Imagine my surprise when I approach the open front door to see Alex and Niza (along with the enchanting Evelyn on the flute), playing, live, in the family room of the home.

An eclectic mix of a couple dozen folks of all ages (from college students to retirees), enjoying wine and cheese and some really cool music… Or sitting around the fire bowl flaming in the backyard.

Seems the lady of the house is a bit of an artist herself - I understand the painting over Niza’s shoulder is one of her originals.

I hung out for a few hours, then remembered I had to get back to my own reality. Now here’s the strange part… I drove by to check out the place a few days later, and for some reason, I could not find it again. Like it was gone. If not for the pics, I would have thought is was a dream.

There’s something strange happening in Central Florida…

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