They raise their purple petals
like holy grails of spring
Expose their hearts of gold
for giving and receiving
_______dVerse Poets Pub
They raise their purple petals
like holy grails of spring
Expose their hearts of gold
for giving and receiving
_______dVerse Poets Pub
1. I couldn’t keep a straight face, and neither could the librarian, when I called the local library and asked them to reserve a book series with titles: Crabby Crab, Cowy Cow, Doggy Dog and Clammy Clam.
2. When my grandson Bryce got off the school bus when I was babysitting last week, I gave him a hug and said, “Brycey Bryce!” He knew just what I meant.
3. We have already read Lamby Lamb, Moosey Moose, Whaley Whale and Buggy Bug.
4. When I’m taking a series of pictures and finally get one a good one, I like to say, “That’s the album cover.” HERE is the latest.
5. Monday was an eight egg day, which is kind of like a perfect ten, since we only have eight hens.
6. First day of spring Facebook update written by a friend from Boston: It should not be snowing.
7. There was a Sweet Melissa in the crowd and someone called out “Play Freebird” (wrong song but right spirit). Michael, who looks a lot like his Rock and Roll Hall of Famed dad, Gregg, and sounds like him too, jumped off the stage and came into the audience to dance and sing amongst us. – More on the Michael Allman Band at Dogtown Roadhouse HERE.
8. When Gloria Steinem was asked what woman’s face she would put on a paper bill she expressed her mixed feelings about whether or not it would be an honor to be on money. “For a while I thought we should just put the Koch brothers on and be done with it,” she was quoted as saying in a story called, A Woman’s Place is on the $20 Bill. The candidates in this movement can be voted on HERE.
9. I feel like Cinderella trying to get this Thirteen Thursday list done by midnight because if I don’t, Thursday will turn into Friday and I might be missing a shoe.
10. I always put my smart phone on speaker because I don’t like holding it to my ear. The problem is, at some point when I’m talking into it, my nose turns it off by mistake. My son Josh tells me that I’m not the only one who disconnects phone calls with their face. “People your age do it,” he said.
11. It’s a practice, and over the years (487 times in 10 years), I’ve refereed to my weekly Thirteen list as the sermon, the progress report, the page turner, the ticket, the weekly spin, the reality check, the desk job, the flight plan, the curve ball, the up date, the down hill ride, the blow by blow account, the whole shebang, the knock knock joke, news to muse, the Thursday menu and more.
12. Dude is an old term, recognized by multiple generations although potentially with slightly different meanings. From the 1870s to the 1960s, dude primarily meant a person who dressed in an extremely fashion-forward manner (a dandy) or a citified person who was visiting a rural location but stuck out (a city slicker). In the 1960s, dude evolved to mean any male person, a meaning that slipped into mainstream American slang in the 1970s. Current slang retains at least some use of all three of these common meanings. The word may have derived from the Scottish term for clothes, duddies. – Wikipedia
13. Bunny Bun! or Bunny Bunny!?
When I take a series of photos and know I’ve got a good one, I like to say, “That’s the album cover.” The above photo is one I took for an upcoming story on the founders of Floyd Yoga Jam. It’s due to come out in About HER (a regional magazine news insert) in April. The family friendly YogaJam festival, now in its 4th year, is the first of its kind in the region to combine yoga, live music, holistic wellness workshops and more. Set within more than 300 rural acres of countryside, on sprawling meadows, in woodlands and alongside a bold creek, the festival spotlights the local music and art culture of Floyd, while also featuring the talents of renowned yoga teachers and musicians from across the country and beyond.
Here’s an excerpt that gives a good example of why the founders are as newsworthy as the festival: Shirley Burgess and Laura Polant are yoga teachers who put the philosophy “follow your dreams” into practice. They’re both mothers who have created jobs and lifestyles that reflect their commitment to being their best selves and inspiring others to do the same. Burgess is a massage therapist/rolfer, owner of Living Light River Studio Yoga and Wellness Center and a past sheep farmer, shitake mushroom supplier and electrical contractor. Polant is also a massage therapist. She lives off-the-grid in a house that she designed, and has worked as a biologist, forester, firefighter and as the head of her own forestry consulting company.
Check out the fun-filled roster of music performers and yoga teachers at the YogaJam website HERE and visit them on Facebook. HERE is the newspaper story I wrote about last year’s festival, one from 2013 HERE and one from 2012 HERE.
_________Our World Tuesday
There was a Sweet Melissa in the crowd and someone called out “Play Freebird” (wrong song but right spirit).
Michael, who looks a lot like his Rock-and-Roll Hall of Famed dad, Gregg, and sounds like him too, jumped off the stage and came into the audience to dance and sing among us.
He was taken with Floyd and said he wished they could stay longer but touring didn’t allow it.
At one point he joked that they were going to play Car Wash, but One Way Out is not Car Wash and Southern Rock never sounded so good.
______Look for story and photos in this week’s Floyd Press
- The following first appeared in The Floyd Press on March 19, 2015.
It was standing room only for the Dose of Dylan Tribute event at the Floyd Country Store Saturday Night. Host performers, The Souvenirs, presented two sets of Dylan tunes and welcomed guest artists on stage.
This was the second time the group – Dave Fason, Rob Neukirch, David Cannaday and Rusty May – presented an evening of song in tribute to an
iconic songwriter musician. In March 2015 they hosted and performed Pure Prine. Fason, formerly of Windfall and owner of the Windfall recording
studio, said the group will be performing John Prine songs, as well as a Dose of Dylan revisited at upcoming Americana Afternoons, held at The Floyd Country Store Saturdays at noon.
Luke (Thomas) and Abby (Bowen), who recently appeared on Daytime Blue Ridge / WSLS 10 to promote the Dylan event, performed Make You Feel My Love, which featured Abby’s lead vocals, and Lay Lady Lay. Luke, a member of Spoon Fight, sang All Along the Watchtower. The couple was accompanied by violinist Laurel Brooke. Brooke, a member of the Roanoke Youth Symphony Orchestra, also accompanied other performing musicians throughout the evening.
Rocky Mount musicians Seph (Custer) and TK (Wimmer) joined the Floyd cast of performers with an upbeat rendition of Subterranean Blues. Seph, with TK on percussion, also performed Like a Rolling Stone and Tangled Up in Blue. He gave a shout out to his mother from the stage and grinned when he told the audience, “She didn’t think I’d say that.”
Big Mama Joy led a rousing sing-along to Everybody Must Get Stoned and presented a one-man-band foot drum that she made out of found items.
Musician John Wilson joined the finale all star sing-along, which included a rendition of Knocking on Heaven’s Door. Some of the songs the Souvenirs performed together were Senor, I’ll Be Your Baby Tonight and Mr.
A couple visiting from Fancy Gap happily sang along from their front row seats. Sitting next to them was a man wearing a wig and sunglasses, who was introduced by Neukirch during the show as “Bob Dylan.” The Dylan impersonator stood and helped the crowd sing to Big Mama Joy, who was celebrating her birthday.
The standing room only Dose of Dylan show ended with a standing ovation. “We’ll still be singing this one 200 years from now,” Neukirch said as he introduced the final number, Blowing in the Wind.
Watch some videos of the evening HERE.
1. It must be my Irish DNA that makes me love tea over coffee and dark beer over wine.
2. My favorite St. Patrick’s Day parade float was the shark mobile, but the one with the bubble machine was a close second. There was even a Ferret club of marchers and the Liam and Bryce (pictured above as shelled creatures) reluctantly patted a furry ferret. – More from Paddy’s Hit Parade HERE.
3. On St. Patrick’s Day, I like to spell Obama’s name like this: O’bama.
4. “I’m the only person in the history of Virginia elected to statewide office with a Union card, two Purple Hearts, and three tattoos.” – Jim Webb, former United States Senator from Virginia
5. I think I’d rather have a heart tattoo that was purple.
7. “China’s Tensions With Dalai Lama Spill Into the Afterlife” (after it was reported that the Dalai Lama might not reincarnate) is not a satirical headline from The Onion, but a serious development. More HERE.
8. You can’t say “climate change” or “global warming” officially in Florida like you can’t question the safety of vaccines in today’s polarized society. But the Artic ice is melting and any medical procedure that requires receiving an information statement by law and has an official system for reporting injury, I want to know more about.
9. After quoting Tom Robbins on Timothy Leary last week (“There are those who have condemned Leary as a liar, a sellout, an opportunist, and most of all, a raging egomaniac; but the truth is, he was simply Irish”), I did some research on Leary. One thing I learned was that John Lennon wrote the song Come Together for Timothy Leary’s gubernatorial run against Ronald Regan, which had a campaign slogan of: Come Together and Join the Party.
10. I also thought it was interesting that Leary said “the PC is the new LSD.”
11. A friend’s recent update on Facebook: There are ants in my woodpile. Oh great, now I have to listen to little ant screams when I put them in the wood stove. I hate winter.
12. It’s almost over.
13. “I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word.”- Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.
Look for a story and photos in this week’s Floyd Press about Saturday night’s Dylan tribute concert at the Floyd Country Store, performed by a host of talented Floyd musicians. In the meantime, feel free to sing-along or get up and dance to these video clips.
It was my first time at the Roanoke St. Patrick’s Day parade and the first time at a Paddy’s Day parade since I was a kid marching in the Hull CYO drill team through the streets of Boston.
I was surprised that four-year-old Liam let us change his shirt into a green one and let me stick a shamrock sticker on his jacket. He seemed interested in the Irish shenanigans I was telling him about on the way to the parade and was especially intrigued by leprechauns with their mischief making and pots of gold.
Even six-year-old Bryce got in the spirit with the wearing of the green.
When we first got to the parade site and were walking through throngs of paraders getting ready to march, Liam and I met our first leprechaun (who ducked down trying to be smaller). “I’m a little worried about these people,” said wee Lee Lee. They look real.” “They’re real people in costumes,” I assured him, “but they aren’t scary like Halloween.”
He was also a little concerned about the giant Irish toilet full of gold with a man’s leg sticking out, and he kept reminding everyone that it wasn’t “a real guy.”
The boys were kept busy collecting what I called “loot” that the paraders were passing out.
Mostly it was candy but sometimes they got balloons and stickers. Liam was really impressed (in a Mine Craft way) with this golden coin.
Both boys liked the Vikings marchers, complete with a Viking boat float, because they had swords and looked like they came from “the knight day.” They were also interested to understand how the stilt walkers could walk like that. Watch some HERE.
My favorite float was the shark mobile!
But the float with the bubble machine was a close second. Watch HERE.
There was even a Ferret club of marchers and the both Liam and Bryce reluctantly patted a furry ferret.
Who Let the Dogs Out? Liam was sure it was one of the dogs that let the other dogs out. Watch HERE.
One of the clowns played a joke on me. He came up close and said, “We went to different high schools.” Looking confused, and trying to place him, I said, “I don’t think so.” It took me a moment to realize that I was had. Of course we went to different schools. I had never seen him before in my life.
Later, during lunch, it was fun to see people drinking green beer, and a bagpipe player walked around entertaining everyone.
The Turn Table
How Now Harvest Moon Cow?
_________Shadow Shot Sunday
1. Last night Joe called me Frank Sinatra. When I asked what he meant by that he said, “You like to do things your way.”
2. I call taking a bath “a dunk,” the way he calls playing golf “taking a walk,” which I guess in both cases translates to, “This won’t take long. You won’t even notice I was gone.”
3. Sometimes I write because on a good day my pen is like a dousing stick that finds a well of meaning I can drink from. Other times I write because it’s something I can do lying down.
4. Restaurants, hotels and movies are rated with stars. My days are rated by how many eggs the hens lay. Yesterday was a 3 egg day.
5. Artists never cease to amaze me. HERE is a honey.
6. Best quote of the week was by Tom Robbins on Timothy Leary: “There are those who have condemned Leary as a liar, a sellout, an opportunist, and most of all, a raging egomaniac; but the truth is, he was simply Irish.”
7. The Irish legacy is one of paradox. The luck of the Irish is super-imposed over Murphy’s Law (if something can go wrong it will), just as my passion to write and share my writing is super-imposed over my self-conscious public shyness. – Read more about why when I went to Ireland in 1997 to visit my grandmother’s hometown, I learned more about myself there than I could have in 10 years of psycho-therapy HERE.
8. Buy Your Own Pizza and Be Yourself: It sounds like a life philosophy but it was also part of a Dogtown birthday invite that my friend Triona sent out to friends. Watch a video clip of Triona and some young friends dancing to Happy on the Dogtown stage during her birthday party HERE.
9. I can swing a little poetry but I can’t wing it. – Comment I recently made on a thread about public performing.
10. Writing Roulette: I spin the alphabet wheel / hoping to land the right letters / the ones I can add to the others I have / for a winning combination / If I’m lucky I’ll score a whole verse / in an unbeatable streak of right words / for the pay-off prize preferred by poets / the rave reviews of critics
11. Best news picture of the week HERE.
12. Telling time after losing an hour to daylight savings time is like being time bilingual. In our bedroom the clock reads the new time and in the kitchen it’s old, and no matter where I am when I look at the clock, I have to translate one time to the other.
13. Best psychedelic spin HERE.
That sounds like a pretty good life philosophy. It was also part of the Dogtown birthday invite that my friend Triona sent out to friends.
The invitation also said “Have Fun,” which we did, and “Cakes Provided.” They were delicious. I especially liked the almond and the gluten free chocolate ones. Triona, who comes from a family of dancers, danced to Pharell Williams’ Happy song on stage with friends.
Thanks for inviting me to your party, Triona!
1. Speaking with a friend on Monday, he asked, “What have you been up to?” I went blank for a few seconds and then blurted out, “Oh, just killing possums and playing with grandkids,” to which he replied, “At least you’re not playing with possums and killing grandkids.”
2. Sometimes life seems like a series of haikus strung together in a ‘things to do” list.
3. Watching a trailer of The Best Marigold Hotel Part 2, I said to Joe, “It’s like Hangover for older people.”
4. Joe forgets that I’m squeamish and that I will scream like a girl when he enlists my help in catching and killing wild animals that get in the chicken coop.
5. Last night I dreamt that I got fired from a job for using the F word.
6. I once got fired for real (at least that was my understanding) for taking an American flag out of the display window in a shop where I worked during the U.S. invasion into Iraq.
7. Over the weekend I posted THIS picture. It was titled Music Score and the haiku that went with it read: Empty sheet of paper / Unwritten winter notes / Footsteps wait to play. I posted it on Facebook too and got an interesting comment that said, “In the key of See.”
8. Except for the writing of an occasional true haiku, I don’t like rules of poetic forms, like I don’t like choreographed dancing. For me, writing in poetic form is like dancing with a partner when I really just want to dance freestyle by myself.
9. “Most writers don’t know what’s going to happen until they start writing,” I told my 6 year old grandson Bryce. He was working on a stapled series of booklets titled Villager News, a newsprint about the newsprint. According to Bryce’s imagination, people were reading Villager News in the pool while and throwing basketballs, a man woke up from sleep because his baby was reading Villager News, a fisherman caught a Villager News instead of a fish and a man flying a plane was reading while flying and crashed into a rock. Another person in a restaurant asked a friend, “Do you like your Villager News?” The friend answered, “The sandwiches are better.”
10. Three things you should listen to: Your muse, your mother, and the real nightingale as opposed to the gilded one. – Taken from a 2006 blog post titled The Three Things Thingy
11. I call the first photo above of me and Bryce: Miming the News.
13. Speaking of weather, HERE is a weird shot of a Nantucket ocean wave that looks like a carpet being rolled out.