Heat Wave

This weekend has been un-real for nice weather. A dunking (somewhat forcedely) in a local river completed the albeit short transition to summertime for me. It seems we still have a little while till we can really call it summer around here. Went to some good music yesterday with my folks to a show that a friend of mine helped to put on, a great southern appalichian band Heres to the Long Haul. There were uppbeat, and fun to move to, I finally learned how to clog about a year ago and was dissapointed at having a temporarty ankle injury that prevented me in partaking in my foot stomping good time. Friendly and talented fellows that are certainly worth the time to listen to. Once you do you'll be addicted. I promise.

     There is a dreaded day each year when the farmers that live on either side of our property spread chicken shit out on their fields to get them ready for planting corn, and of course if you've ever come into even remote contact with chicken poop you know of the foulness that it emits when spread in large quanitities in hot sun...So it's 75/80 degress out at 9:45 at night and the windows are shut to prevent our selves and all of our belongings to smell horridly of chicken droppings...Oh the suffering. At least the cows who eat the corn will be well fed.

Old friend

I talked to an old friend today. He's from the south, born and bred. We had a lot of fun long ago canoeing in NC, avoiding rabid dogs in VA, seeing the scenery on the Appalachian Trail in TN. We met when we were 14 and we are still long distance, occasional, but really good friends. I appreciate having the friends that you don't have to talk to for half a year, and they'd be there for you in a second. In homage to my southern friend I'm listening to Old Crow Medicine show, an understandably loveable and raucous old time band. I thought the faces in this picture personify the attitute deeply embedded in their music. Check em out.

Don't Ride that Horse by OCMS

To Winnipeg, Saskatoon
Eutaw, Wawa, empty room
Hidin' bags, rollin' smokes
Skippin' punchlines, crackin' jokes

So pour it on, toss it back
Play that cocaine, play that shack
Sleepin' every now and then
Curled up tight with Crit and Ben on the ground

I ain't never goin' home again
I was tuggin' at my mama's breast
The first year really is the best

His blood pressure's droppin' down
We ditched the pot and we marked the ground
Ante up and watch him ride
Check that dude, he almost died

Seein' bears, ascendin' clown
Shut our whole damn circus down
Crappin' up in Joliet
We haven't wrecked the trailer yet
But we will
We're gonna get killed

Don't ride that horse
Don't ride that horse, honey
Don't ride that horse back home
Just let him roam
Let him roam

There seems to be an odd attraction to all things horse today...They keeping popping up, in person, in print, and now in song.

Heart Shapes

Just found out some rather disturbing news, I feel that this should have been heard about earlier, Ticketmaster and Livenation entertainment industries that are huge with ticket sales promotion, and overall large companies that charge large sums for tickets, (not to mention that Ticketmaster is pretty much one of the only companies to get tickets from if you're going to a larger music venue) are now merging into one giant super company!

Here it is. A little info to brighten the day...

   On another note, check out the cool earth heart. I love finding hearts in nature, in stones, trees, cloud shapes etc. I think it is one of those universal shapes, not just because the heart shape symolizes love and unity and all of the valentines we made when we were little, but it seems to be a very organic free flowing shape that is inherent in alot of formations in nature and the things we make. My favorite new heart is the one that my dog friend Olie's rump makes when he lays on his stomach smelling the manure pile. The true picture of contentment and love. Happy Earth day.

Daffodils and Rain induced Rooftop Trills!

Almost a month since the last post. Oh well the wagon with the band on it has to go a little faster than all of us from time to time and we're bound to fall off when that happens you know?

  Starting farming work this week. Knitting, reading, planning, getting sick, getting better...

    I've been learning to sew, the crafting projects that are possible at this point in my life are a little daunting, knowing that I'm mystically attracted to every single crafting discipline that there is. Maybe it's not so mystical actually and it really makes perfect sense, once shown all the techniques and tricks of different crafts how could you not want to know how to do everything?

   Here is the Etsy find for the day. Or really the hour, as the Etsy addiction is just about as bad as the crafting itself, except that you get more instant gratification from looking at what someone else has made without having to go and make something yourself, you can still look at something beautiful and inspirational.