Redbud on the road
Well… I’ve been laying fallow since Wanee. I really wanted to avoid starting to run my mouth about the tragedy in Boston and I’m glad I did. I’m so sick of this, ‘How did they get radicalized,’ BS. How’s about those two morons are just misbegotten murderers and common criminals. Who cares what made them do what they did? I’m glad the one is dead (run over by his own brother) and I hope the other cretin gets tried by the Feds so he can get the death penalty. I’d hate to think of our taxes supporting that SOB for the rest of his life.
I realize you can talk about vigilance all you want… probably no amount of vigilance would have prevented that massacre. I think of our neighbors and myself, where we are an hour away from the nearest response to a 911 call. We are each 911 out here. What does this mean? Not much, it’s just the way things are. I read about the ‘Thankless Immigrant’ rap and I can only say, when my grandparents came over in the late 1890’s, they talked about people they knew who came over from the old country and became criminals. What else is new? If a bare minimum of the folks in this old world almost did the right thing, what a great world it would be.
Old Glory at the Ranch
So with all this pain in the world I almost feel guilty for the blessings I have been enjoying here in Southeast Ohio. The worst stress I have been enduring of late is adapting to the feelings that aging wraps me in. Big deal, right? Richie Havens (my age) passed… You just can’t take your time on earth for granted.
International Food night at Izze's school
Friday night was International Food night at Izze’s elementary school. Because of the University in Athens, we have a really diverse community and it sure seems like everyone is a great cook. This was restaurant quality stuff right there in the school cafeteria. Urff… good times and a great dinner.
After dinner on the playground
Plunging into the weekend Saturday morning was Izze’s Recital at the Ohio University School Of Music. The kids all sounded great and Izze and Wendy Blackwood the Master Teacher played a four handed duet on two songs. Now I’m not saying she was the best… but she was great.
Izze and Wendy at the 9 foot Steinway
When we got home after the recital, the rescue dog we have been waiting to adopt showed up at Hillside Farm. He’s an eleven month old Boxer-Doodle named Maverick and he fit into the family like he had always been here. We love this dog… and soon we hope he and Zammy The Cat will learn to love each other too.
Today I went over to the Fur Peace Ranch to play for the folks at the Yoga Retreat and show them the Psylo… then home. It’s been raining off and on since last night so it was a perfect time to burn my brush pile which has been growing for a couple of years.
This is what I'm talking about!
Last but not least, there’s been some banter about Bob Weir and I can only say that I am not qualified to editorialize on this. He and I have never had a recovery discussion so I’m not going to volunteer opinions. I have known Bob a long time and I love him dearly. I pray that he finds whatever path he needs to follow and that he lives in serenity. Nuff said…
Last but not least, let’s all pull together and make this great country of ours endure!
good read Jorma…like your view and the fire…….
Kind words, indeed, Bill. May we all strive to be more grateful. We are blessed to be part of the extended community that Jorma and Bobby have dedicated their lives to nurturing.
kind words jorma. get well bobby.
I think you should have waited till May 1 before burning the Wicker Man.
Peace
Love all ways
As always a great post! As I age I understand the “stress it wraps you in”! It takes remaining positive and looking ahead not to get “wrapped” in it and the inevitable that follows which as we get older we see more and more of it!
Mabuhay – Thanks for the great post, Jorma! I agree with you wholeheartedly about those two pigs. Nice to hear it said like it should be! Nice about the dog, too. One of the happiest dogs I ever saw was one whose owner had just gotten him from a shelter the day before – that dog had the biggest smile on his face having found a new pack-mate. You can’t tell me dogs and cats aren’t just a bit human.(Not intended as an insult to our furry friends – see first part of post)
Take care
Dave
Two questions. Is Tuna closing the Patchogue show and are they playing both Saturday and Sunday at the Croton show?
Good stuff mutt. Thanks for sharing! @mutt
Any chance of you taking a stroll up the loft to look for some new items for the “Second Chance” collection while you are home? Just a hint…. It could be fun! See you in Montclair!
. . . this to the end that our great blessings may never spoil us. That we shall forever live in thankful contemplation of Him who presides over us all.
T12 all the way Brother.
mutt
Me, John B and Tom in St.Louis: all typing at the same time!
Well said, Jorma!
I agree with your opinions on the terrorists and how vigilance isn’t enough.
Bless the good folks in Boston and those who went up there to help.(like Bob Kelly and his FDNY brothers.)
Nice new photos, thanks for the lovely greens and blues.
P.S. I have a doodle mix (Cockapoo). I found him on the street in Brooklyn Heights a few months after the economy hit the fan in 2007. He was just a puppy and it seemed like he found me.
I took him to the neighborhood police precinct, in case he was lost and his owners were looking for him. He didn’t have an I.D. chip. The police told me that he was probably abandoned ,that very same day because he was very clean and seemed to have been fed. They also told me that there were many people down on their luck who could not afford to care for their doggies anymore. Those folks had been abandoning the doggies in Brooklyn Heights because it’s a good, safe neighborhood with lots of families.
The dogs are found by the locals and are taken-in and adopted, if the owners don’t report them missing.
It was sad to hear that. So, I filed my “found a cockapoo” with description report and left my contact info with the police. I took him out to my boyfriend’s house in East Hampton and he’s been a member of our happy family ever since.
(I named him “Poody”, after the recently deceased good friend of Willie Nelson.)
It looks like Bob Weir is just fine! Courtesy of jambands.com:
Bob Weir returned to the stage with Furthur last night in Atlantic City, NJ and by all accounts he was in fine form. Following Thursday night’s show at the Capitol Theatre when he was forced to leave the stage late in the second set, reportedly due to complications associated with medicating a sore shoulder, Weir appeared to the resounding cheers of the audience at Boardwalk Hall. He then took a an active role from start as the show opened with “Jack Straw,” in which he shared vocals. He remained an active presence throughout the night, as if to demonstrate his health and vitality.
Complete story and setlist here: http://www.jambands.com/news/2013/04/28/bob-weir-is-back-in-form
Great post Jorma. It really doesn’t matter what the reason was for the carnage that was loosed upon the great city of Boston by these two miscreants . Doesn’t matter at all. All that matters is that punishment be meted out swiftly . As i walk the road of life and the years race by i have become accutely aware that there is great evil in this world and i have been fortunate to have only encountered it personally a few times. However ; the blossoming rosebud ; the innocence of children the beauty of music ; especially that which you create ; is a constant reminder that there is great beauty in the world .
The world will always have misdirected youth … some who act on thought, others who don’t. I’ve been to the Ranch 3 times for a show and have always considered it a slice of Heaven on Earth. Not as much because of the land it sits on but more because of the people that gather there; owner / employee / patron alike. There is something special when language (in this case music) of the heart comes together to be as one. Jorma’s music (to me), is spiritual in nature and always leaves me warm and fuzzy whether it be hard rock or solo acoustic. My eyes fill with tears when I consider the pain Bobby experiences to get out of himself like he does. There but for the Grace of God go I and you as well I suspect Jorma. Continued Peace at the Ranch my friends!
Well said , as always !
“Surely looks like rain” but maybe he can “Walk in the sunshine”. I was reading a post from some peabrain saying Ace never could play a guitar. Some people…………
Excellent post..Great pictures..Awesome brush fire! Enjoy spring.
Nice to check in to your blog and read some good clean , straight from the hip talk, we just came back from Boston with some Fdny brothers did a little work with the brothers and sisters in Boston..
Boston is a strong city.. bottom line is the folks there stepped up big time and did the right thing..
could have been a heck of a lot worse..hats off to all those who are working hard to keep us safe,
regarding Bobby Weir,, amen on your thoughts, We,saw Furthur up in Portchester on 4/17 a real good show,, Bob looked, sounded fine,, but he has had his mis steps in recent years,,its real and we hope he gets it together, for his and his families sake.. on that note
spring, is here .. let it grow..
How is the morel hunting on the Ranch? I’m just around the corner off Hemlock and no luck so far
I know they’re in my woods somewhere… but they’re really hiding… hmmm…
Redbuds and blue skies caress our songs and prayers.
Always thanks Jorma!
Steady As She Goes.
Dear Jorma,
Sorry, I see above where you say Maverick is 11 months old.
He is a sweet puppy on his way to adulthood.
Do you still have the dog named Eli?
Dear Jorma,
Well said. Sick of those two terrorist morons. What go me pissed in the last couple of days was their mother going on TV and saying she wished she never sent them to America! America ruined them -Um, Duh, how about apologizing to the families of the deceased, and to the poor maimed and injured whose lives were ruined by your criminal sons!!
Anyhow, I love your new dog, Maverick!! so cute 🙂 how old is he? My dog, Drake, is also a doodle combo. He is a schnoodle( schnauzer poodle mix). Have fun with him.
See you in NYC on 06/01/13
Be Well,
Cyndy
well said old buddy. enjoy your time off and i will see you on the road again
Ahh Cercis canadensis, Eastern Redbud, my favorite tree. I was pointing them out to my daughter, Frances yesterday on our drive back from her crew race. They always reminds me of the newness life has to offer. Thanks for helping me keep my eye on the present and to follow the good things nature presents to us. Onward!!