Friday, January 31, 2014

Cold Morning....Ice & Fire...Friday Night Music

The lake-misty photos,
extremes of cold,
then thaw,
refreeze.
Windblown, beaten by winter.
The sun sits low on the horizon.
January almost complete.
Always a hard month in the north country

Next for some Fire on your Friday,
Heard Lyle Lovett on imus.com this week.
Wonderful....
Friends saw him and John Hiatt do an all acoustic show in Burlington, Vermont.
Of course rave reviews. These guys are amazing separately and together a dream.
Found a YT link of a PBS show,
as the poster offered-a disclaimer, someone might take it down,
but it is pbs, right?
the people's channel?
Hope it stays up,
Love these guys and a few great people sat in with them.

And a tribute from a compatriot in our quest to save Earth & Water.
We lost Pete Seeger to the ethereal beyond.
Conjuring remembrances,
Like this.

Tribute to Pete Seeger

As water finds its natural course the people shall overcome.

with much gratitude for many years of faith and spirit. Thank you, thank you, thank you.

John

He was replying to this tidbit.

(@FrackAction) tweeted at 4:10 PM on Tue, Jan 28, 2014: Love and thanks to our friend #PeteSeeger. We'll miss you but keep you with us in song.. https://t.co/MOwOApVmhH http://t.co/U9HiUxmYE5 (https://twitter.com/FrackAction/status/428273890192678913)

And from you tube,
link to Johnny Cash Show with guest Pete Seeger...
What a great show...

Thursday, January 30, 2014

Gaz Info available...

Found this link to a Boatload of info about Gas, fracking, environment....

http://rochesterenvironment.com/Issues/Energy_NewsLinks.html

Ice Fishing

Ice Fishing in Vermont

Sorry, for early readers my editor missed Vermont misspelled
You just cannot get good help anymore...meg

Wednesday, January 29, 2014

Ice goes out

The ice on Lewis Creek broke up and flooded the road with giant chunks of ice.
The Charlotte road crew had to clear the icebergs.

The low sun rays of winter in Vermont

1.30.14...re-posting with smaller photos.
the other way was too blurry,
meg

Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Slaying the MonSter

MS,
The
Little
Ankle
Biter
Is
Always
With
Me.

When
Fighting
Any
Illness
Or
Battle
Of
Life,
Visualize
It
As
A
Little
Monster,
Dragon,
Ankle
Biting
Slayable
Beast.

Then
Visualize
Giving
It what for with all you got in you.
Because that is
The best you can do.

Monday, January 27, 2014

Monday Random post

Red sky at morning,
Sailors take warning.

It is true so often, it's worth remembering.

Red sky at night,
Sailors delight.

The polar vortex, formerly known as winter,
Has encouraged fuel prices to rise even beyond what you
Thought was obscene before today.

Our fracking fighter group is common working people.
We hope to stop the pipeline extension,
I know you heard all this before.

We are nearing the end of January,
Winter half over.
My rambling done for the day.
Cabin fever meter reads:

moderate-take warning

Sunday, January 26, 2014

Calling all fracking fighters

This story has been covered by one local news outlet:

Wcax...we thank them.
And encourage anyone with a lick of sense
To fight this fracking, on ? Meth??

http://www.wcax.com/story/24534375/were-vt-pipeline-subcontractors-making-meth

Feel free to write to whoever you think can help save Monkton,Vermont.
Looks like it's more serious than we thought.

Saturday, January 25, 2014

Psalm Challenge 140

Psalm 140

Douay-Rheims 1899 American Edition (DRA)

140 I have cried to the, O Lord, hear me: hearken to my voice, when I cry to thee.

²Let my prayer be directed as incense in thy sight; the lifting up of my hands, as evening sacrifice.

³Set a watch, O Lord, before my mouth: and a door round about my lips.

⁴Incline not my heart to evil words; to make excuses in sins. With men that work iniquity: and I will not communicate with the choicest of them.

⁵The just shall correct me in mercy, and shall reprove me: but let not the oil of the sinner fatten my head. For my prayer also shall still be against the things with which they are well pleased:

⁶Their judges falling upon the rock have been swallowed up.

They shall hear my words, for they have prevailed:

⁷As when the thickness of the earth is broken up upon the ground: Our bones are scattered by the side of hell.

⁸But o to thee, O Lord, Lord, are my eyes: in thee have I put my trust, take not away my soul.

⁹Keep me from the snare, which they have laid for me, and from the stumblingblocks of them that work iniquity.

¹⁰The wicked shall fall in his net: I am alone until I pass.

Douay-Rheims 1899 American Edition (DRA)

by Public Domain

and in our daily travels,

our searches for truth, beauty & happiness,

~~while sucking the tailpipe of h*ll~~

~~Whil revelling in the beauty of nature~~

While building tolerance like an oyster makes a pearl,

one alabaster layer after another,

until it shines and the imperfect grain is smothered

in beauty.

not to be forgotten,

celebrating

10 earth years

on Mars

Johnny Cash-The Last Great American / Documentary on BBC 2004

Johnny Cash

google surfing, came up with this tear jerking heartfelt documentary

about Johnny Cash...wow...so well done I felt like I could post this Saturday am EST.
That way you might listen all weeked...

There, plans fall into place.

Blogger Serendipity.

You might spool it up and find the meaning of life in

John's passionate journey,

full throttle,

never looking back, well, never dwelling there.

Hearing Rosanne Cash sing River & a Thread really hits home.

I grew up near the convergance of the Mississippi, the Missouri and the Illinois Rivers,

none of them sissy rivers.

They were the interstate highways of yesteryear.

They still affect...well...everything in the Midwest.

The water tells you whether your crops will grow, wither or drown,

whether your house is 6 feet under,

or where you work, what you do. My Uncle Jay worked on the locks and I got to see them.

When I was invited to a friend's camp on the Illinois river I jumped off the dock. Everyone yelled at me to get out. I was a terrible swimmer but got by. What is it?

"Never jump in without tying a rope to your waist so we can pull you out if the undertow takes you..."

Oh man, I never went back in that docile looking beast.

My uncle Cliff Schaeffer was a very cool guy, a barber who lived in Hartford, Illinois.

He married my Great Aunt Ruth who was my grandfather Carls' baby sister.

She has the kindest aura and I felt so safe in her arms.She was a teacher.

Cliff worked hard to memorialize the area he lived in-

which became home to

refineries, lots of them.

The sunsets over the refineries often stunning and surreal. Dad worked at Shell for

awhile but it near killed him. God knows what chemistry

he inhaled there on top of cigarettes of the day.

Cliff helped pave the way for the Lewis & Clark memorial at the beginning of the journey.

They have a nice mueseum there now, in Hartford.

The river talk got me thinking about the rivers in my life.

Threads another subject for another day....

Johnny's music certainly a thread through this post,

his daughter led me to find this documentary,

which pulled me back home.

Always a thread tied to my heart,

pulling,

When I went to college,

Kadi's well worn Johnny cash record,

we played over and over again...

"I hear that train a comin',

it's rollin' 'round the bend,

and I ain't seen the sunshine

Since, I don't know when...."

by Johnny Cash,

Folsom Prison Blues

Friday, January 24, 2014

Friday Night Music

Today,
a selection inspired by Cafe Society,
that ground breaking nightclub in NYC,
integrating blacks and whites in the freshness of music,
the cleansing of piano, voice and lyrics
to express ideas.
At the time,
quite controversial.
A friend told me about her Uncle Barney who started a nightclub,
It was called Cafe society.
I found a few links and am far from done with exploring this wonderful night club
that helped found the birth of Greenwich Village,
freedom of speech in the air with poetry,
music, and artwork everywhere.

Café Society

For a link to history:
http://www.axiscompany.org/history.htm#

http://ephemeralnewyork.wordpress.com/2012/12/29/the-groundbreaking-cafe-society-in-sheridan-square/

http://sweetblackberry.org/did-you-know/

http://www.redhotjazz.com/cafesociety.html

http://theboweryboys.blogspot.com/2007/09/friday-night-fever-cafe-society.html

About Hazel Scott…
http://www.press.umich.edu/3298770

Now, a link to Billie Holiday, who opened Cafe Society as an unknown singer...

and I cannot help but post the YT version I found of Beth Hart and Joe Bonamassa performing this from their new album, Seesaw which is nominated for a Grammy.
It was a way of showing you how the music comes around, affects all of us,
and is a way to tell our story, our struggles,
a way to make it right.
Happy Friday.

One live yt link and their official video...wow...

Thursday, January 23, 2014

Seesaw Part Deux, Early Friday night music preview....

Seesaw,

nominated for a Grammy,

that's not why I am posting this.

I am posting this because the music gets me all the way, through my whole being,

this is the music of my foundation,

my rock.

my time.

Used to watch Dad zoning out with a whiskey sour and some big band music.

It took him back,

before the war, before responsibilities,

before jobs,

and tedium, taxes, politics, unions,

stickers for this and that,

before checkbooks.

When he walked into a club and the music took him away.

Glenn Miller, Tommy Dorsey, Bigs bands.

Our generation? the Boomers?

this will do for me... the playlist from Beth Hart & Joe Bonamassa et al series of videos on Seesaw...wow.

Wednesday, January 22, 2014

Snow Ghosts & Frozen Lakes

Happy for archival photos,
Never tiring of images of snow, or the frozen lake.
Each snap of the shutter, an experiment,
A moment captured, then gone.

Tuesday, January 21, 2014

Paralympics

Donate to this important cause....

Monday, January 20, 2014

Time

Again on my mind

Or is it all just in my mind?

This concept of Time,

The linear kind like they told us:

Today, Yesterday, Tomorrow.

The Akashic record, the book of days,

Is not like a book,

With binding,

A beginning, middle, end.

Introduction

Identification, description of characters, the cast,

Conflict, interaction, attraction, repulsion, neutrality, boredom.

Emotions, banter, conversation, embrace,

Letting go, greeting new, always changing.

Conclusion, happy or sad or a cliffhanger...

How could it be written?

So instead of a book, perhaps,

It is like a crytalline soup,

Waiting for a string to form upon,

Starting with a strand and building, growing,

Turning into a proper crystal,

Shining, bright, with multiple facets,

Full of fire,

The colors come out like a prism bends light

Into a Rainbow.

Repeat of my 2012 post....Travelogue for the Universe: I Had a Dream

Press the link to read my post from last year for Martin Luther King day.
Travelogue for the Universe: I Had a Dream: I listened to Martin Luther King's speech again on Imus.com since I knew he would have it on. Just as MLK talked about the mountaintops,...

Sunday, January 19, 2014

Man in Black...link

After playing Rosanne Cash for 2 days,

I had to find a good video of her Dad. Love this one.

When I toured Nashville on the tour bus, it stopped at the Ryman,

The original Grand Ole Opry, of course.

It was a million degrees and swampy.

But I wore my Johnny Cash jacket.

That and five bucks got me a memory.

One of those very special ones.

Standing in the Mother Church of music.

Where Johnny once stood.

5,900 natural gas leaks discovered under Washington, D.C.: A dozen locations had concentrations high enough to trigger explosion

Saturday, January 18, 2014

Psalm Challenge 139

Today's post came down to the wire.

Our power went down from 11am til almost 4 pm.

No heat, no lights, not a single luxury.

Reminding me of such a small inconvenience compared to what

The Professor endured in real life. Decorated war hero, broke both his legs

Landing on a tropical island.

Did his role, as entertainer to millions of baby boomers, somehow soften his

memories of war's hell? Did he help create humor for us kids, so we would have a pleasant memory to look back on, insteas of depression, death, fascism, pain, forced service as a soldier, loss of friends to senseless wars.

I did some drawings and snuggled with cats & fleece.

When the power came back on I was grateful we were warm again, and I could post

Number 139.

I copied and pasted from Bible Gateway that has every conceivable translation.

They are a wealth of knowledge. So this time I left the links in.

This is a Great psalm...all about letting the big guy take care of things.

when i read these am reminded of lines from the movie "Life and Times of Judge Roy Bean"

Starring Paul Newman...he takes snippets of Psalms...slightly altered... for his eulogies....

Psalm 139 (Douay-Rheims 1899 American Edition)

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Psalm 139

Douay-Rheims 1899 American Edition (DRA)

139 Unto the end, a psalm for David.

2 Deliver me, O Lord, from the evil man: rescue me from the unjust man.

3 Who have devised iniquities in their hearts: all the day long they designed battles.

4 They have sharpened their tongues like a serpent: the venom of saps is under their lips.

5 Keep me, O Lord, from the hand of the wicked: and from unjust men deliver me. Who have proposed to supplant my steps.

6 The proud have hidden a net for me. And they have stretched out cords for a snare: they have laid for me a stumblingblock by the wayside.

7 I said to the Lord: Thou art my God: hear, O Lord, the voice of my supplication.

8 O Lord, Lord, the strength of my salvation: thou hast overshadowed my head in the day of battle.

9 Give me not up, O Lord, from my desire to the wicked: they have plotted against me; do not thou forsake me, lest they should triumph.

10 The head of them compassing me about: the labour of their lips shall overwhelm them.

11 Burning coals shall fall upon them; thou wilt cast them down into the fire: in miseries they shall not be able to stand.

12 A man full of tongue shall not be established in the earth: evil shall catch the unjust man unto destruction.

13 I know that the Lord will do justice to the needy, and will revenge the poor.

14 But as for the just, they shall give glory to thy name: and the upright shall dwell with thy countenance.

Douay-Rheims 1899 American Edition (DRA

by Public Domain

P.s. kept trying to add a photo and finally gave up
Some fights are best abandoned.

Travelogue for the Universe