We need now more than ever the lovely things. Thank you
ghostsniperNovember 16, 2020, 11:11 AM
It’s 56 degrees, sun is shining, the breeze is cool, so me and my mutt Shannon sat on the park bench in the sun for a spell, grabbing up all the vitamin D we could. Since 1984 we’ve had at least 1 mutt continuously and can’t imagine how life would be with out one. A good and constant friend. She doesn’t like it though when I hit a 12th fret B pinch harmonic. Most strange.
If you are still in need of some more wonderful stuff, try out the Bird Song from female folk trio “The “Wailing Jennys”. It starts out beautiful (@1:09) and builds to a climax in the third stanza when the three women sing a round (ie, like Three Blind Mice)
The shattered water made a misty din.
Great waves looked over others coming in,
And thought of doing something to the shore
That water never did to land before.
The clouds were low and hairy in the skies,
Like locks blown forward in the gleam of eyes.
You could not tell, and yet it looked as if
The shore was lucky in being backed by cliff,
The cliff in being backed by continent;
It looked as if a night of dark intent
Was coming, and not only a night, an age.
Someone had better be prepared for rage.
There would be more than ocean-water broken
Before God’s last Put out the light was spoken.
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Awwwwww. GREAT way to start my day! THANKS
We need now more than ever the lovely things. Thank you
It’s 56 degrees, sun is shining, the breeze is cool, so me and my mutt Shannon sat on the park bench in the sun for a spell, grabbing up all the vitamin D we could. Since 1984 we’ve had at least 1 mutt continuously and can’t imagine how life would be with out one. A good and constant friend. She doesn’t like it though when I hit a 12th fret B pinch harmonic. Most strange.
That’s one sweet looking ol’ dog. Has the demeanor of my 15 year old girl, Elsa.
WOOF!!!
If you dare you can get your own Kalimba right here:
https://www.amazon.com/Kalimba-builts-high-performance-protective-instruction/dp/B079JJZXJ4/ref=psdc_11972441_t2_B07MQDXKTY
And if you have whale sized ballz grab up this “plug-n-play” version, run it through a flanger into a Marshall double stack and kill the neighborhood:
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07C7RYQM2/?coliid=I2DR6OERCGNW0W&colid=10N25HETGLEDX&psc=1&ref_=lv_ov_lig_dp_it
If you are still in need of some more wonderful stuff, try out the Bird Song from female folk trio “The “Wailing Jennys”. It starts out beautiful (@1:09) and builds to a climax in the third stanza when the three women sing a round (ie, like Three Blind Mice)
The third stanza is jaw dropping .. you’ll see
Criminy, forgot to link
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AgIB6XVoI8U
That was good; Callmelennie. Thanks.