MONDAY MUSINGS:GUILTY AS CHARGED

 MONDAY MUSINGS are about those keepsakes parents deem necessary to save. My Mom didn't save any of mine. I did not follow her example.  I wanted my children to have something from their early years. After 30+ years and many moves, it was time for me to hand over the last of those precious bins containing memoirs of report cards, medical records, awards, favorite toys, and yes, artwork. My children have their own homes now... 

 Well,  this saving of schoolwork came back to bite me during my week-long visit to Atlanta. My daughter has followed in my footsteps as the preservationist of her children's keepsakes. Although her eldest is just entering 4th grade and the youngest is pre-K, it was time for these keepsakes to be thinned as they had landed in their garage, taking up valuable floor space. 

 So, one of my assigned projects was to tackle this collection. The worksheets, for the most part, were a no-brainer. Adios into the circular file; saving sweet creative writing samples, but the art was more labor- intensive. Every day I tackled a couple totes. Recycling day couldn't come soon enough!

I opted to snap photos of most - let's say ~250 pieces. Then I thinned the numerous totes, paper sacks and 2 plastic bins down to half a large bin size. 

This remainder is the parents' decision of which are frame worthy/ keepers. The photos are destined to be made into a book/two. Or make them an online album with their favorite music... 

Seriously, how can a Mom ever toss this one?

I know, I am guilty as charged... Mia culpa.

FOTO FRIDAY: EXHAUSTED?

FOTO FRIDAY after the first couple weeks of back-to-school and life... All over our country kids are back in school. Atlanta went back the first week of August.

TBT:NATUREMAN'S BDAY

TBT took on its own life on FB as I posted a memory of my Natureman due to his calendar birthday Thursday August 21st.. Over 200 of you reacted with hearts and likes and many left such lovely comments. The man touched so many lives in his life's work of bettering this world.  Thank you for remembering him and your efforts to carry on his work. 

Irv had been given the first Drum Major Legacy Award at what would be, unknowingly, our last attendance at La Crosse's MLK Day celebration... Friend Maureen left this lovely message "using the words of Martin Luther King, Jr., Irv was a drum major for justice, a drum major for peace and a drum major for righteousness."

May we all carry on being those drum majors in our own ways.

A DAY TO REMEMBER 2020

tUESDAY tUNES: FIX YOU

 tUESDAY tUNES showcases a different kind of musical genius in this video clip from London's 02 Arena at the last concert of this world tour, featuring an 15,000 audience choir. Wowser with Jacob Collier and Chris Martin. Just relax and listen/ heck, sing along...

FIX YOU in LONDON

tUESDAY tUNES:HAIR of SPUN GOLD & MIDWEEK MUSINGS

 tUESDAY tUNES is one of Janis Ian's songs. She entered the music scene at 16 and, remarkably, didn't realize she was a sign of social change. Ian's career spanned 6 decades.

In the mid-'60s, she had a hit with Society's Child, which stirred up controversy, even death threats due to its topic of an interracial relationship. 

Many are familiar with her 1975 hit At  Seventeen and the many Grammys that followed.

BUT the one I am posting is HAIR SPUN OF GOLD.

I caught a blurb on FaceBook about a documentary called Janis Ian: Breaking Silence directed by Varda Bar-Kar. It's a long-overdue documentary about this artist. Her songs are just as relevant as they were back then. You can view it on Apple TV, Prime Video or YouTube

MONDAY MUSINGS:LUCKY PIERRE, NOT

 MONDAY MUSINGS left me shaking my head after travelling on a packed plane yesterday. The fact that the plane never seemed to cool down might have been part of it, but I was stuck in seat D. Let me tell you, it was no fun even with a flight that didn't last a little over an hour but seemed much longer...

Yep, you guessed it, I was sandwiched between 2 guys. The guy on my left, I will call Thumper. Thumper was thin with lanky legs that manspread into my space, with a right leg that never stopped moving. I'll attribute it to nervousness because when he finally dozed off 10 minutes before landing, that leg stopped thumping. Paul Bunyan on my right embodied the word 'burly' and was the hairiest guy I have ever seen clad in shorts and a snug sports shirt. The seat was definitely too small for him. He looked so uncomfortable, as his bright red face attested, and never lost that beet color. After 10 minutes of coughing, he professed was 'ragweed' season and his meds weren't working. He wasn't kidding, he hacked the entire flight.

I guess I have been lucky not to have been sardined between two men before!

 The landing could not come soon enough and it was such a relief to get off that plane.

FOTO FRIDAY: ECHO's VOICE

 

FOTO FRIDAY: Echo arrived at my home after having spent one 100 degree week in the woods, tick-covered, without food/water. He had been shot in the head, with the bullet entering the top of his head and exiting the back of his neck. 

The vet put him on prednisone and doxycycline to treat heartworm and a swollen jaw. A med reaction caused over a dozen welts... The guy needed quiet, some nursing, and a lot of love.

I 'd like to say Echo found his voice during his stay. 

FOTO FRIDAY shows him enjoying a movie...

and his first bark in 2 weeks. My job is done. I will miss this sweetie.

May he find the best home ever.