Monday, July 27, 2009


I think it was my friend Faith who said that there are things that you used to say a lot as a kid that you never have to really say as an adult.

"Prickers!" for example. As a kid you would yell that warning out to others that were following you thru the woods or empty lot.

I just finished getting all snagged up on the prickers in the blackberry bushes trying to pick two cups of berries to make muffins with. I am in Lost City West Virginia again visiting Phil.

He went and got about 6 eggs out of the henhouse to go into the muffins.

Can't wait to taste em.

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Such a lovely song.

Maybe I should do a radio show of all music from the 1920s. I think I would like that a lot.