Saturday, March 27, 2010

Some Bridges

Some bridges need burning.
Some bridges come falling down.
Some tumble into troubled waters;
Some crumble onto cold, hard ground.
Some bridges begin to sway;
With more support, they would be okay;
They'd hang together, come what may,
And not fall apart.

Seems like relationships of all kinds are always in a state of flux from being buffeted by constant change. I think that too often, we get swept up in the impending potential mess and buy into it too soon. What if? What then? What now? What should I do?

Sometimes, it's best just to wait, as calmly as you can, and see what the hell happens if you don't do anything but stay calm and watch things...burn, tumble, crumble, sway...even fall apart.

No, I'm not getting divorced! Just thinking.

Saturday, March 20, 2010

Springlight


A Light exists in Spring
Not present on the Year
At any other period —
When March is scarcely here

A Color stands abroad
On Solitary Fields
That Science cannot overtake
But Human Nature feels.

It waits upon the Lawn,
It shows the furthest Tree
Upon the furthest Slope you know
It almost speaks to you.

Emily Dickinson

Guess I'm getting lazy with my own rhymes...forgive me! Even this is just a segment of Em's ditty. But it's nice, doncha think? Daffodils and crocuses are poking up. the grass is greening, and, best of all, the ditch will be running soon. Yes, I get very excited about our irrigation ditch every year. I'll tell and show you why soon.


Friday, March 5, 2010

Here Comes the Sun!



Little Darlin', it's been a long, cold lonely winter.
Little Darlin', it's seems like years since it's been here.
Here comes the sun.
Here comes the sun,
And it's all right.

George Harrison

Yep, the ice is slowly melting here in the so-called Banana Belt of Western Colorado. Weird weather; wacky winter. Too long and too cold. But the earth has turned, and all is well.

My husband, Jim, had a birthday, and all he wanted was the Beatles' boxed mono set. So his family generously chipped in, and we got it for him. That's him on his Boxed Beatles Birthday.

He's a happy camper, and so am I. It's great hearing the songs — and the voices — that have sent me to rock-n-roll heaven since I was 14 years old, and done the same way. Minus the scratches and character of my LPs.

The websites are up and still babies, and the birth damn near killed me. But I hope I forget the pain once they're all grown up. Check them out and get cool free reports:

Cat lovers:
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Dog lovers:
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Enjoy! Let me know what you think. Thanks!