Sixtieth anniversary of Sun Records this year. Found a boxless copy of a BMG reissue of their greatest hits at a local Goodwill earlier last month. Didn't know anything about the anniversary until Saturday when I decided to play it. It was a nice departure from the standard jazz/classical/world beat that I usually spin here on the bookmobile. I never hear anything bad about the music selections I choose, in fact, most folks think having music playing in a library setting is pretty way out there. I like to keep that offbeat feeling to the bus and what we offer the public. If I ran a "real" branch things would be different, that's for sure. For starters I wouldn't have a clerk for a boss....
So, Johnny Cash and his I Walk the Line has been playing over and over and everytime it spins I think, okay, there she is again. What is it about that song that brings you in? The fact that it's old country? That the lyrics are soft, hard and real? That somehow, way deep down inside, I listen to those words and know that that's how I live?
It's way past time for anything other than real in my life. I have applications out there but I told myself that I will draw the line on sending them out after the 1st of April, and then, if I should decide to let that restriction slide then it has to be for a library on the coast, and that's west coast only. I figure for the time being it's important for me to love the place where I'm at. For instance this morning I sent off a note to my contact at the Idaho Shakespeare Fest to set in motion yet another summer's worth of volunteer duties. Work a bit, watch a play, all to the good, wouldn't you say?
Summer here is pretty boss. My little outing with the kids to the Y pool the other day has me looking forward to another summer's worth of weekends at the Nanatorium pool. I remember how much fun walking to fireworks at Julia Davis park was last summer and I'm sure, with a bit more planning, that this summer could be just as much of a blast. I know that last year's festivities, and the success stories behind them, were all about being present, being in the moment, being content. I think that should be the template for a successful summer this coming year as well.
So, M, I walk the line. A fine line sometimes between happy and less than happy but that's the way it is. April arrived Sunday and I celebrated the 1st in a way that allowed for me to vindicate all the foolish moves and actions of my past. Once a year I get to celebrate being the fool. I revelled in those crazy ways and offbeat decisions and absolutely fabulous happenings of my past, ones that were, at the time, both fraught with peril and delicious in their life coloring ways. I am happy knowing that April is filled with genuinely crazy days as far as our times are concerned but even more knowing that this month, one filled with wild weather, impetuous decision making and wonderful times, is always fresh and forever changing. Life is that way, forever changing, and I am good with that. Hope you are, too.
So, to that end, I dropped my contacts on the online dating sites, narrowed down my friends to those who leave drama at the door and only add good stuff to my life. I still walk a fine line with my heart, my dear, but if I don't watch over it nobody will. I think that I am done playing fast and loose with it for awhile. The need to let it rest and let life unfold naturally is high on my list of things to do these days. The days are not so much balmy but wicked in their promise of warmer weather, more stable skies and plenty of blossoming trees to come. I see them and know in my heart of hearts that those same blossoms are blooming for you as well.
May those flowers continue to bloom under your feet and in your heart, M.
Cheers, my dear, and a happy April to you.
Your WHMB
So, Johnny Cash and his I Walk the Line has been playing over and over and everytime it spins I think, okay, there she is again. What is it about that song that brings you in? The fact that it's old country? That the lyrics are soft, hard and real? That somehow, way deep down inside, I listen to those words and know that that's how I live?
It's way past time for anything other than real in my life. I have applications out there but I told myself that I will draw the line on sending them out after the 1st of April, and then, if I should decide to let that restriction slide then it has to be for a library on the coast, and that's west coast only. I figure for the time being it's important for me to love the place where I'm at. For instance this morning I sent off a note to my contact at the Idaho Shakespeare Fest to set in motion yet another summer's worth of volunteer duties. Work a bit, watch a play, all to the good, wouldn't you say?
Summer here is pretty boss. My little outing with the kids to the Y pool the other day has me looking forward to another summer's worth of weekends at the Nanatorium pool. I remember how much fun walking to fireworks at Julia Davis park was last summer and I'm sure, with a bit more planning, that this summer could be just as much of a blast. I know that last year's festivities, and the success stories behind them, were all about being present, being in the moment, being content. I think that should be the template for a successful summer this coming year as well.
So, M, I walk the line. A fine line sometimes between happy and less than happy but that's the way it is. April arrived Sunday and I celebrated the 1st in a way that allowed for me to vindicate all the foolish moves and actions of my past. Once a year I get to celebrate being the fool. I revelled in those crazy ways and offbeat decisions and absolutely fabulous happenings of my past, ones that were, at the time, both fraught with peril and delicious in their life coloring ways. I am happy knowing that April is filled with genuinely crazy days as far as our times are concerned but even more knowing that this month, one filled with wild weather, impetuous decision making and wonderful times, is always fresh and forever changing. Life is that way, forever changing, and I am good with that. Hope you are, too.
So, to that end, I dropped my contacts on the online dating sites, narrowed down my friends to those who leave drama at the door and only add good stuff to my life. I still walk a fine line with my heart, my dear, but if I don't watch over it nobody will. I think that I am done playing fast and loose with it for awhile. The need to let it rest and let life unfold naturally is high on my list of things to do these days. The days are not so much balmy but wicked in their promise of warmer weather, more stable skies and plenty of blossoming trees to come. I see them and know in my heart of hearts that those same blossoms are blooming for you as well.
May those flowers continue to bloom under your feet and in your heart, M.
Cheers, my dear, and a happy April to you.
Your WHMB
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