Need to get some work done in the shop today, and for that I depend upon Willie, Waylon and Emmylou to set the mood. I haven’t had them playing in here in months–they distract me from writing; but upon occasion Willie or Waylon may put a thought in my head that leaves pictures unframed and words poured onto the hard drive.
Also have the idea for a seventies story, and will need to put on my Time/Life collection to get the "freedom feeling" of that era. Lyrics have been running around in my mind for several days now: "Come on people now, smile on each other, everybody get together, gotta love one another right now." There’s a dark story here. (Yeah, really!)
But for now, the sun’s shining, my cardinal friends are chirping for breakfast, the snow is melting, and there’s a newly-laid beach of sand on 200 ft. of road frontage that used to be our front lawn.
And, there are stories to tell…
The Lost Children: A Charity Anthology