Hello everyone, everywhere,
You know, I keep waiting for these days to warm up, and they finally have (thank you very much for that), but the last few have been a bit dicey. In other words I haven’t been all that happy. That’s the weather report.
As I said last week, Michelle and I went and saw the Whitney Rose concert. She’s a good talent and they’re a good band. It was a small venue, and a lot of Michelle’s family showed up, so it was a real laugh.
That’s all I’ve got for now. I’ve got a live show on Wednesday and another one at the end of the month, and then we’re going in to the fall. That’s it for now.
And now it’s time to close our eyes and our thoughts, if only for a moment…and rest. Until we meet again at Frederick and Yolanda Burnack’s Home of Tree Climbing For Those Are Afraid to Fall and Our Famous Cat Calling Section. You’ll find us this week at Barnie Blinner’s back yard. He’s got a good tree in the yard. And of course, to make new friends, the cat callers will be there to cheer you on. Our motto: If you can’t make it all the way up the tree, don’t worry, the cat callers will be right there. Barnie’s place is on the corner of Idontthinkso Boulevard and Watchmego Crescent. Across the street from Edith Bloomer’s. You can’t miss her. But if she doesn’t take to you, she’ll bark.
THE HOSTILITY OF THE DAY
It all started with the breaking of glass. Then wind, oh like never had been felt in Forbidden Falls.
And a darkness. It crept over everyone. (I am the night). Grey turned black.
Since the mine shut, most everybody had left Forbidden Falls. Some stayed for tourists. You know, a couple of gas stations, one or two stores. That says it.
Those who stayed really had nowhere or no one to go to.
And darker it got. You could already hear the rain starting to kiss the leaves.
Destiny has found perhaps twenty people all together. To put foot in the dirt, scuff their little line of solidarity.
Sometimes, no matter what the obstacle, regret may own the memories. But those who made their mark in the dirt are truly ready to face the hostility of the day.
(NEVER EVER GIVE UP)