Happy Sunday. I just got home from tour, two days late due to the airline's difficulties with storms in the central and eastern parts of the United States. I’m fairly dead on my feet but I’ve been pushing myself to plant some flowers on the porch where I write a lot. After 9:30 a.m. the summer sun is high enough that the porch is mostly shaded and the breeze blows through. I can snuggle in here all day as long as I have a giant pickle jar of water next to me. I get a lot done in this chair.
I cherish my Dear Deer residents. I was sitting on my front porch head down in some contemplative reading during my Sunday afternoon when I took a pause, looked up and three Deers were hanging in the yard. That never gets old. So grateful for Nature’s wonders. I truly enjoy your work and connectedness with Nature, it helps in learning to communicate with Mother Earth and her natural universal rhythms and flows. Appreciate you! Welcome relaxing into home. ✌🏼
You are so fortunate to have this inspiring venue. Definitely wonder worthy. My wife and I moved into town a couple years back. We miss the peace, quiet and natural beautisimousness ;-)> of our old place. I do not miss the 28 acres of chores.
I find too, that the pickle jar along w/a cubby hole on porch= CAN also be the best thinking spot/observation roost…when it leads to THOUGHTS like this
Well, I guess that thunderhead was a prelude to adventure, eh? Here’s hoping your community and your farmstead have come through the floods relatively intact.
Ps I heard I wish I was the Moon in a movie a couple of months ago and shot straight up at attention. I had no idea it was coming, a movie I fell upon while TV/netflix grazing and knew it was you with the first note. I felt a wash of pride and immediate warmth with my well honed recognition of your music. So much so that I fail to even recall which movie now!
reading about Slinky's graceful-herky-jerky visit, Magritte's The Blank Signature came to my mind's eye
my love~r and i spend our evenings on the balcony watching the sunset and waiting for the sounds of Mr. Hoover's (our name for the hedgehogs quartet we started feeding, and watering, 4 years ago) munching - and pretending that humanity does not exist
Slinky & Stroopwafel, I love that. They sound so cute. I saw a mama deer with two fawns in my back yard last week. I live in the middle of Baltimore City, so I always feel incredibly blessed to see wildlife.
I envy you for your porch, Neko! It sounds perfect.
PS I was watching an episode of Veronica Mars season 3 last night and they spelled your name wrong in the subtitles when the character was talking about music he loves. I said, "HEY!" (to my cats, who were also watching it, but cannot read).
Slinky and Stroopwafel!!! You made my week with this post ❤️🙏
I hear contented sighs drifting across the globe, home sweet home.
I cherish my Dear Deer residents. I was sitting on my front porch head down in some contemplative reading during my Sunday afternoon when I took a pause, looked up and three Deers were hanging in the yard. That never gets old. So grateful for Nature’s wonders. I truly enjoy your work and connectedness with Nature, it helps in learning to communicate with Mother Earth and her natural universal rhythms and flows. Appreciate you! Welcome relaxing into home. ✌🏼
You are so fortunate to have this inspiring venue. Definitely wonder worthy. My wife and I moved into town a couple years back. We miss the peace, quiet and natural beautisimousness ;-)> of our old place. I do not miss the 28 acres of chores.
thanks for the deer & fawn report, a delight to read....
I find too, that the pickle jar along w/a cubby hole on porch= CAN also be the best thinking spot/observation roost…when it leads to THOUGHTS like this
Nice post, Neko. Thank you for that. I, too, have a doe and young fawn near to my chair of choice. Life is good. Welcome home.
Well, I guess that thunderhead was a prelude to adventure, eh? Here’s hoping your community and your farmstead have come through the floods relatively intact.
Thank goodness you were there to capture all this to share with us, Neko! Thank you. Hoping Mom and Stroopwafel stay safe and hydrated this summer.
Ps I heard I wish I was the Moon in a movie a couple of months ago and shot straight up at attention. I had no idea it was coming, a movie I fell upon while TV/netflix grazing and knew it was you with the first note. I felt a wash of pride and immediate warmth with my well honed recognition of your music. So much so that I fail to even recall which movie now!
May all the fury and grace of Mother Earth keep you, yours, and Slinky and hers safe with all the storms and flooding in VT!!
reading about Slinky's graceful-herky-jerky visit, Magritte's The Blank Signature came to my mind's eye
my love~r and i spend our evenings on the balcony watching the sunset and waiting for the sounds of Mr. Hoover's (our name for the hedgehogs quartet we started feeding, and watering, 4 years ago) munching - and pretending that humanity does not exist
Well, that’s spectacular. I also now have porch view envy. Slinky and Stroop sounds like a pretty bad ass crime-fighting tv show too.
Thunder cleanses!
‘Stroopwaffel’ ❤️
Slinky & Stroopwafel, I love that. They sound so cute. I saw a mama deer with two fawns in my back yard last week. I live in the middle of Baltimore City, so I always feel incredibly blessed to see wildlife.
I envy you for your porch, Neko! It sounds perfect.
PS I was watching an episode of Veronica Mars season 3 last night and they spelled your name wrong in the subtitles when the character was talking about music he loves. I said, "HEY!" (to my cats, who were also watching it, but cannot read).