1. Wedge, hedge and ledge all have an edge in them.
2. The wood thrush is my Hans Christian Anderson’s Nightingale in shining armour (and that misspelling of armor was a Freudian slip that I chose to keep).
3. I call the photo above of my first wood thrush photo capture “It’s So Nice to Put a Face with a Song.” Listen HERE.
4. Studies show that grandparents who baby-sit are less likely to develop Alzheimer’s. See HERE.
5. I’ve never read Maya Angelou’s I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings but I think it’s one of the best book titles around.
6. I once went on a solo writing retreat without a dictionary or a thesaurus, which is a little like going shopping without any form of currency to buy stuff with.
7. You can quote me: Say what you mean and mean what you say but don’t say it mean.
8. Comment from my blog friend and poet Pearl in 2008 blog post: Poets get jaded and write poems about writing poems and against poets who write poems about poems. This is laryngitis with a font.
9. Favorite video of the week, featuring the guys who are keeping me from getting Alzheimer’s: Get Up Offa That Thing because I Feel Good HERE.
10. Only in Floyd: Over the weekend I strolled in a Wood Zoo (Floyd Press story
coming), ate gourmet food from a food truck, watched women simulating birthing in the play BIRTH and checked out the opening of the Jax’s 2014 juried art show. Cleo Keller, who works with Joe at Floyd’s Springhouse Community high school, won a $200 second place prize for the fabric art piece, called Pipe Organ, pictured above being admired by my friends Ashera and Luke.
11. I also documented a homemade obstacle course that involved a mini-trampoline, sword sticks, a squirt gun, hula hoops, a wheel barrow, net and more. It was a course that Joe (who is also not getting Alzheimer’s) couldn’t get past level 2 of, even when he Face-timed eldest son Josh for help and they ran it together. See HERE.
12. “Anything that works against you can also work for you once you understand the Principle of Reverse.” ~ Maya Angelou
13. Speaking of birdsong, OMG! Where has THIS been all my life?