Notebook
April 1st, 2011 by admin
Good morning from Collegeville,
 
This is taken from today’s The Writer’s Almanac by Garrison Keillor.  It says it all.  To subscribe go to www.writersalmanac.com 
 

 
 

Long Winter

by Tim Nolan

So much I’ve forgotten: the grass, the birds,the close insects the shoot—the drip—the spray of the sprinkler, freckles—strawberries— the heat of the Sun, the impossible humidity
the flush of your face, so much, the high noon, the high grass
the patio ice cubes, the barbeque, the buzz of them—
the insects,the weeds—the dear weeds—that grow
like alien life forms—all Dr. Suessy and odd—
here we go again¬—we are turning around
again—this will all happen over again—and again—it will—

“Long Winter” by Timothy J. Nolan. Reprinted with permission of the author. 

 

 

Barby and I are going to Arizona tomorrow.  We will be visiting my sister and her husband in Sun City West and The Lodge At Sedona.  I am so much looking forward to some warmth and sun.  There will not be a note next week.
 
The show this week is live from the historic Broadway Town Hall in New York City.  Special guests include traveling Tennessee troubadour Justin Townes Earle and gospel singer Jearlyn Steele.  Enjoy the show.
 
“Experience is not what happens to a man; it is what a man does with what happens to him.”  Aldous Huxley (1894-1963)

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