I'll let the music speak for me.
Aren't they all weird? Jason Mraz, the singer/songwriter fella, had come to do a fundraising concert that I was putting together-but he wasn't happy about it. I picked him up at a some kind of transportation terminal and said, "Are you hungry?" He went off on a little rant about how there are two kinds [...]
A very nice blog about a special bird. Alison’s posts are always insightful .
I couldn’t help but feel pleased and a little camera happy when this little chap made a come back to my garden the other day. I’m not totally sure that it’s the same Robin who sang at the top of his voice, at the top of the tallest tree, first thing in the morning and last thing at night throughout the spring and summer months, staking his territory by showing off his fine red breast, but I guess it could be. Although some robins migrate the majority will stay within a short distance.
There is something comforting and friendly about this quintessentially English bird. One of my earliest childhood memories is of a Robin that used to happily hop around in the garden whenever my mum started digging, eagerly awaiting a juicy worm as she turned over the soil. In fact, when I saw my Robin in the garden…
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Oh, I loved Fiddler on the Roof. This clip is from the opening of the movie and I can relate to it. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gRdfX7ut8gw&feature=share I have my own traditions, take Christmas for example. Every weekend right after the American Thanksgiving holiday, I begin my once a year jigsaw puzzle - and can't sleep very well until [...]
If you occasionally follow my blog, you know by now, you're never sure what I might write about. Neither do I. I've written about loss, spiritual journeys, food, diets, vacations, shoes, music, storytelling, education, dogs, and chickens...and much more. Why? Well because I started blogging as an experiment to see if I enjoyed writing, but [...]
Came home all fired up after work to begin making homemade soap...bought the book, tools, oils, lye, protective gear, bowls - read the instructions not once, not twice, but three times a lady (old Commodores song). I was prepared. Got ready to mix the ingredients and I needed a scale because soap making uses weight, [...]
Continuing on a musical journey... This little tune is a collaboration with David Hutton, a fine human being who lives about 5,151 miles (8,289 km) from me. We shared ideas, video conversations, lyrics, melodies, guitar tracks, typo errors in our messages, and different audio mixes, all without ever being in the same room. Very enjoyable [...]
Last night I sat in quiet darkness contemplating the violence and hatred in the world. When I am lost in search of comprehension and understanding in my life, some times I try to pray. So I did last night and I had nothing to say. It felt like an empty void of nothingness. I thought, [...]