I’ve been having lots of fun this summer.
This past week was non-stop with a ridiculously fun finish. A week ago we had a snow day and today it is 70 degrees shorts and flipflops. This makes living in the midsouth well worth it!
The sky has been a beautiful fireworks show every night, each one different and better in it’s own way. Stunning and vibrant, mother nature never ceases to amaze.
When I finally made it to Friday, I couldn’t wait for the workday to finish. I jumped in the car and headed south to Jackson and Duling Hall to see Robert Earl Keen. The Roosevelts opened the show and I left with their cd.
What a great show! I’m leaving you today with our family theme song. Pardon the quality of the video shot with my cell phone, but enjoy the enthusiasm of the crowd and feel free to sing along. We sure did!
I’ve had such a good week and Saturday was the cherry on top. Normally I wake up and take coffee on the patio leaving the phone behind for an hour or so until I think of something I need to google. But this particular morning something made me grab it before I grabbed the coffee.
At 7:13 a.m. I found a the perfectly simple message Breakfast? Quickly followed with Sorry, probably too early. Since I had just rolled out of bed, literally, I informed my friend if she didn’t mind me unshowered, I could be there in no time. No problem was the response.
Face wash, teeth, eyes, yoga pants and trainers… out I went. Breakfast of two turned into three. Sharing, comparing, lamenting, and laughing. A lovely time.
We then went to find some far off antique store filled with amazing treasures. I scored with a red Swingline stapler and a cookbook from 1908. Having recently had a sour cream cookie made by the Amish of Southern Illinois, finding that recipe was on my list. I opened a random church cookbook from the 1940’s to a page with such a recipe! This will be on the to-do list ASAP!
As we were pondering lunch, I quickly said turn here and she did as instructed. We scored again and a small restaurant that always has a line, magically had none. We got our lunch and a table. We were not disappointed.
Home for a nap then out late for a show to see Kingfish. This 16 year old kid was amazing. Think Jimi Hendrix meets BB King. Quite impressive. The only drawback to the show were the drunk college kids. That’s another post in itself… as she shakes her head.
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Today Was a Good Day.”
I have a horrible habit of waking up at 2am. Some days I can roll over and go back to sleep. Other days there’s some lightening bolt of an idea. That was this morning. I’ve had these pictures in my phone and knew which ones I’d post when I saw the weekly photo challenge prompt in my reader. But since I’ve been mulling over the post I wanted to do, two other photo opportunities have presented themselves to me.
As a kid, I went to Henry S Jacobs camp for many summers. Maybe my first or second year, we were having a campfire sing along and they started singing a song about dead puppies. I hated this song, started crying, and made them stop. I find some humor in this now, all this time later. Now, what I really find funny is Loudon Wainwright III‘s Dead Sunk in the Middle of the Road.
My sister-in-law, also referred to here as Mrs Normal, is the Normal family mix-master. She makes the best mix tapes (now cd’s, but that just doesn’t have the same ring). It was on one of this masterpieces that I found Dead Skunk and I don’t feel so guilty about the puppies.
So, this one goes out to Mrs Normal and Loudon Wainwright III. I give you my creepy entry for this week’s photo challenge.
This post has been in my head for awhile and its taken 3 days off work for me to get around to it.
The thing I have found most startling about this move is I’ve lost my “voice”. I have a hard time crafting the words and find the rhythm of writing I once had. I may have mentioned this before, I’m not sure.
The thing that I have enjoyed most about my move is having a closer connection to nature. When I walk out my door, I’m in 120 acres of dog heaven wilderness. Every morning Coe and I do about a mile while I drink my coffee and wake up. In the afternoon, depending on the weather, the heat, and our creaky joints, we do another lap, usually a bit longer.
I find sanity and serenity in these moments. I also find tremendous inspiration. I enjoy the sounds of crickets, frogs, birds, and cicadas all in some whirlwind of harmony. I just finished the best book, recommended by my dear friend Margie. There’s a line in the book, where the female character talks about most people don’t look up during the day. I cannot imagine not looking up and seeing the wonder that surrounds us.
I hope this inspires and reminds you to look at the world around you.
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Inspiration.”
I have had quite a week. I saw Bob Dylan, had babies, found a new favorite watering hole, and got a bottle tree. While I’ve still not entirely recovered from all this excitement, I knew exactly what photo I would post for this week’s challenge.
It’s always interesting when you go back through all your pictures and find patterns you didn’t entirely realize were there. I know I like miniatures and macro, but I am finding that I also like intricate patterns where there seem to be done.
Hope your Saturday is as beautiful as mine is making out to be.
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo
This week’s Photo Challenge theme is Motion. I knew right away which photos I would be posting. We had what seemed like quite a bit of snow this winter. Coe and I both LOVED it now that we live right by Shelby Farms. I wasn’t sure which one of us would be more tired after our outings, but she quickly told me that while she may be a little more senior, she could kick my ass on any given snow day.
This is the epitome of a girl on the go!
We tromped around for hours finding creeks we didn’t know were there.
I think she knows I’m writing about the park because she has started staring at me with the pre-walk eagle eye. off we go…