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Tuesday, 30 May 2017

Tuesday Tunes






U is for....up, up and away....into the mystic....



I love to listen to the music of people who have recently passed away.

I've been listening to the Allman Brothers all weekend.

I like to think of their body of work being played all over the world

as a lullaby rocking them up to the stars from down here on earth.

As if they if they could look back and hear the notes of their own music

and all the people saying....thankyou....rest easy now.



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Monday, 29 May 2017

lest we forget


Where have all the soldiers gone, long time passing?
Where have all the soldiers gone, long time ago?
Where have all the soldiers gone?
Gone to graveyards, everyone.
Oh, when will they ever learn?
When will they ever learn?

the random


It is my habit at some point before the Memorial day parades to visit the graveyard.

Here on this rather tiny, sort of an island

we take our Memorial Day pretty seriously. 

Everything is in pristine condition for the start of the high season.

Yesterday as I noticed this pitchfork at the ready

Veteran's graves decorated with flags

I thought of this song....sung, sadly, in a musical round.....


the good
early morning sunlight on my desk...

it hasn't exactly been warm around here

or sunny....or dry....

but we did have a rather nice day yesterday

sandwiched between all the cold rain


the fun

 When the Saints go Marching In



We are traveling in the footsteps
Of those who've gone before
But we'll all be reunited (but if we stand reunited)
On a new and sunlit shore (then a new world is in store)

Oh when the Saints go marching in
When the Saints go marching in
O Lord, I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in

And when the sun refuses to shine
And when the sun refuses to shine
O Lord, I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in

When the moon turns red with blood
When the moon turns red with blood
O Lord, I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in

On that hallelujah day
On that hallelujah day
O Lord, I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in

O when the trumpet sounds the call
O when the trumpet sounds the call
O Lord, I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in

Some say this world of trouble
Is the only one we need
But I'm waiting for that morning
When the new world is revealed

When the revelation comes
When the revelation comes
O Lord, I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in

When the rich go out and work
When the rich go out and work
O Lord, I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in

When the air is pure and clean
When the air is pure and clean
O Lord, I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in

When we all have food to eat
When we all have food to eat
O Lord, I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in

When our leaders learn to cry
When our leaders learn to cry
O Lord, I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in

Louis Armstrong

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Sunday, 28 May 2017

morning notes







Sitting on the porch of a morning in my faded old blue jeans

they're worn at the knee old school and the fly is tattered where the buttons are

but I like the way they feel on my my limbs 

like  an old friend you can sit beside 

and brush against 

without talking

 Air's  still a little cold - sunshine seeps in to warm my bare feet

Sky's blue, grass is green and freshly mowed

Waves are rolling over the stones on the beach across the street

Old Allman Brothers drifting out over the beach roses that blossomed yesterday

The music illuminates cracks in the overlapping spaces 

between the seasons of my life

where it's crimped and crooked

like a bend in the road

or my faded blue jeans

ashes to ashes and dust to dust

  all buttons unbuttoned 

all snaps unsnapped

sadness and sorrow

love and joy

and fresh mown grass 

and the wild beach roses 

 You're my blue sky

You're my sunny day

and I breathe







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Tuesday, 23 May 2017

Tunes for a Tuesday


T is for....tunes





I suppose it happens to us all as we travel through this world....but it is a whole new era for me...

this dying of the poets and musicians.

I had forgotten how much I enjoyed Chris Cornell's music until last week when he died.

This week I've been listening to him a lot.



Monday, 22 May 2017

22 May


the fun

the weather was nice enough for Bonnie and Dan to take Verne

to his first ever trip to the beach!

He loved it!




the random

I've been listening to Chris Cornell all week.

He took his own life last week.

I've always loved his music and respected the type of

"famous, rock star" that he was.

What a shame. 

the good

I finally got a new pair of glasses on Saturday.

I also ordered a pair of sunglasses....

I can't wait to pick them up in a few weeks.



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Wednesday, 17 May 2017

17 May



S is for....Summa Cum Laude

which is how my daughter graduated from UMass Lowell last weekend!

I am so very proud of her!

Monday, 15 May 2017

15 May


the good
My daughter, Hannah, graduated from UMass Lowell on Saturday!
She was Summa Cum Laude!

I'm so proud of her!



the fun

We had a gathering at my house to celebrate.

My daughter, Bonnie (Verne's mum), my step-daughter, Kaitlyn, and my daughter, Hannah...

and of course, Verne!



the random

Happy mother's day!

This year is exceptional for me as it's my first year as a grandmother!



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