The first photo is of a rose in my garden. GORGEOUS! My tomatoes have gone crazy, but I've only eaten three of the sensuous orbs. There are at least 40 or more on my vines. Hopefully I can eat every one of them before I leave. The apples are perfect.
We have an apple, plum and apricot tree in the back yard. The Geraniums have gone nuclear! I am telling you they are giants.
The winds have been horrific this year thus, most leaves are blown away. Color is still on the horizon, but...
Watched a most tender a touching movie, "DEPARTURES." It has everything. Death, Love, Hate, the unknown and a beautiful musical score... SEE IT!
Thank God for beauty and nature. It saves me from all the American Bull Shit of Politics and Religion.
Later, bj
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Monday, March 15, 2010
Devil's Staircase
Today was a gorgeous day. Lots of sunshine, autumn colors just breaking through the greenery.
I went to the gym, had a wonderful lunch at French Cafe, Les Alpes... then walked to the market to collect some items for dinner this evening.
I walked into Henry's Shop of Spirits... Found a bottle of Pinot Noir 2008 a Central Otago wine named: DEVIL'S STAIRCASE. It was not a cheap Pinot, but the name reached out and grabbed my by the throat! Gotta have this wine!
Here is the best part, I am copying the words from the back side of the bottle, your gonna love this.
"Make the Descent - there's a little Devil in all of us. Devil's Staircase Pinot Noir takes the willing down into the realms of decadence and Bacchanalian delights. Here everything is pleasure spiced up with a dash of naughty. The unrelenting environment tortures the vines whose twisted limbs produce a wine worthy of absolution: strong and sensual with lashings of dark fruit, sinfully succulent and devilishly good.
Enjoyed either in isolated contemplation or in combination with the seared flesh of a sacrificial animal."
OMG, words can turn one's mind and body into a play ground for the devil. Let me tell you this little devil is divine! Simply had to share the words on this bottle! Wish I could carry back to USA a case of this devilish fluid! I do love good wines.
I make no apology as it seems good wine was good enough for Christ. Drink this wine in remembrance of my blood which I shed for you!!! I will be saved before the night is over!
I went to the gym, had a wonderful lunch at French Cafe, Les Alpes... then walked to the market to collect some items for dinner this evening.
I walked into Henry's Shop of Spirits... Found a bottle of Pinot Noir 2008 a Central Otago wine named: DEVIL'S STAIRCASE. It was not a cheap Pinot, but the name reached out and grabbed my by the throat! Gotta have this wine!
Here is the best part, I am copying the words from the back side of the bottle, your gonna love this.
"Make the Descent - there's a little Devil in all of us. Devil's Staircase Pinot Noir takes the willing down into the realms of decadence and Bacchanalian delights. Here everything is pleasure spiced up with a dash of naughty. The unrelenting environment tortures the vines whose twisted limbs produce a wine worthy of absolution: strong and sensual with lashings of dark fruit, sinfully succulent and devilishly good.
Enjoyed either in isolated contemplation or in combination with the seared flesh of a sacrificial animal."
OMG, words can turn one's mind and body into a play ground for the devil. Let me tell you this little devil is divine! Simply had to share the words on this bottle! Wish I could carry back to USA a case of this devilish fluid! I do love good wines.
I make no apology as it seems good wine was good enough for Christ. Drink this wine in remembrance of my blood which I shed for you!!! I will be saved before the night is over!
Monday, March 08, 2010
Amazing Grace...
The concert was indescribable... why? because if someone were to tear every atom of my being apart it would add up to all the notes in the Prokofiev 3rd Concerto as well as the Rachmaninoff 2ND Concerto.
The young man that performed the Prokofiev was from Russia... he has the music in his very DNA and BLOOD. I have heard as well as had the blessings of being in the audience watching Martha Agarich perform this very concerto. If you do not know who Martha is go to YOUTUBE and discover or simply listen to her 1965 recording... In my opinion the woman is not from this planet. She is my age, but OMFG what she does with a piano is cosmic. She also speaks many languages...
The Concert in Dunedin was magic. At the end of the concert as we were walking out an usher who has seen us many times at concerts touched my arm and asked IF I had a program. I said "NO" she gave me one. The programs cost money... as we walked out into the starry night air I sensed someone standing inside one of the enclaves near a stage door smoking a cigarette.
I look into the shadows and low and behold it was the artist that had performed the concerto. He was casually dressed smoking a cigarette, much like myself at his age of 34!
I asked, "You were the Pianist?" he shyly said..."yes"... with that I embarrassed him to intensly and kissed his cheeks. He became out best friends for the moment. I told him that I had hear Martha Agarich perform this very piece... he swooned and said, "OMG Martha is the Queen and King of Piano". We told him from where we come and he said he had appeared with the USO in SLC, UT. I told him next time he better come to Alpine WY and eat some fabulous food, drink wine and meet some cowboys! He gleefully agreed!
What a night. I love these moments. Magic. Pure Magic. I posted a young man from England on my Face Book who plays rags. He is good. Life is good. Sorry about the tomatoes in America. Means not so much salsa, Kat sup, pizza... but in my
restaurant most of my tomatoes come from MEXICO! DHHHAAAAAA!!!!
Stay close to the music. Every night 'bout 6 PM I am spending 5 minutes quietly... thinking of the planet and balancing the political messes from the bottom to the top of the globe.
I still live by my New Age Hippie mantra: LOVE AND LIGHT!
The young man that performed the Prokofiev was from Russia... he has the music in his very DNA and BLOOD. I have heard as well as had the blessings of being in the audience watching Martha Agarich perform this very concerto. If you do not know who Martha is go to YOUTUBE and discover or simply listen to her 1965 recording... In my opinion the woman is not from this planet. She is my age, but OMFG what she does with a piano is cosmic. She also speaks many languages...
The Concert in Dunedin was magic. At the end of the concert as we were walking out an usher who has seen us many times at concerts touched my arm and asked IF I had a program. I said "NO" she gave me one. The programs cost money... as we walked out into the starry night air I sensed someone standing inside one of the enclaves near a stage door smoking a cigarette.
I look into the shadows and low and behold it was the artist that had performed the concerto. He was casually dressed smoking a cigarette, much like myself at his age of 34!
I asked, "You were the Pianist?" he shyly said..."yes"... with that I embarrassed him to intensly and kissed his cheeks. He became out best friends for the moment. I told him that I had hear Martha Agarich perform this very piece... he swooned and said, "OMG Martha is the Queen and King of Piano". We told him from where we come and he said he had appeared with the USO in SLC, UT. I told him next time he better come to Alpine WY and eat some fabulous food, drink wine and meet some cowboys! He gleefully agreed!
What a night. I love these moments. Magic. Pure Magic. I posted a young man from England on my Face Book who plays rags. He is good. Life is good. Sorry about the tomatoes in America. Means not so much salsa, Kat sup, pizza... but in my
restaurant most of my tomatoes come from MEXICO! DHHHAAAAAA!!!!
Stay close to the music. Every night 'bout 6 PM I am spending 5 minutes quietly... thinking of the planet and balancing the political messes from the bottom to the top of the globe.
I still live by my New Age Hippie mantra: LOVE AND LIGHT!
Thursday, March 04, 2010
Southern Sinfonia
One of my favorite composers died today in 1953. Sergei Prokofiev. I have never, ever performed or actually learned any of his great compositions... WHY? I do know why. His music is too "close" so some hidden place within my musical mind and heart...
Tomorrow I will drive to the city of Dunedin. The Southern Sinfonia is a great Orchestra. I will hear the 3rd Piano Concerto by Prokofiev. Let us hope I do not begin pounding my thighs like I do when I hear a certain haunting theme in this master piece. I cannot spell the name of the performing pianist, but I know it will be magic.
Ever since I can remember, the sound of a symphony has spread invisible wings that can carry me to places indescribable. To me there not a more gorgeous sound than a symphony tuning... the squeaks and squawks and rumbles, then the one note... the one vibration that balances the entire ensemble!
I think I will write a book! My life inside harmonic vibrations...
Tomorrow I will drive to the city of Dunedin. The Southern Sinfonia is a great Orchestra. I will hear the 3rd Piano Concerto by Prokofiev. Let us hope I do not begin pounding my thighs like I do when I hear a certain haunting theme in this master piece. I cannot spell the name of the performing pianist, but I know it will be magic.
Ever since I can remember, the sound of a symphony has spread invisible wings that can carry me to places indescribable. To me there not a more gorgeous sound than a symphony tuning... the squeaks and squawks and rumbles, then the one note... the one vibration that balances the entire ensemble!
I think I will write a book! My life inside harmonic vibrations...
Monday, February 15, 2010
Proposition 8
Once again I am venting via my blog, however this is rather alarming. I have been asked about the Proposition 8 situation in California and if it has had any impact on gay marriage within OTHER states that approve of same sex marriage. I KNOW WHY! I was born in the state of Utah and being a Mormon for the first 21 years of my life...
I am in New Zealand where same sex couples are recognized as human beings that pay honest taxes, work hard, support most up right projects with in and outside the government. (no pun intended about the UP RIGHT Projects...) So, I have been doing some serious research on line. I am stunned at the amount of money the MORMON CHURCH AND IT'S MEMBERS DONATED TO THIS INSANE PROPOSITION! OMFG! Do a google search... you will find a endless list of the names of people and organizations within California and Utah that did not give SMALL AMOUNTS OF MONEY... they GAVE ENORMOUS AMOUNTS TO THE DEATH OF THIS PROPOSITION!
Well, I did a bit more research and found something Al Sharpton said about the whole nightmare! It is worth reading and remembering.
"It amazes me when I looked at California and saw CHURCHES that had nothing to say about POLICE BRUTALITY, nothing to say when a young black boy was shot while he was wearing police handcuffs, nothing to say when they overturned affirmative action. NOTHING TO SAY WHEN PEOPLE WERE BEING DELEGATED INTO POVERTY, yet they were organizing and mobilizing to STOP consenting adults from choosing their life partners." (Sharpton told a packed audience on Jan. 11)
"There is something immoral and SICK about using all that POWER to NOT END BRUTALITY and POVERTY, but to break into people's bedrooms and claim that GOD SENT YOU." Sharpton added... "We know you're not preaching from the Bible, because IF you were preaching the BIBLE we would have heard from you."
Sharpton said, "We would have heard from you when people were STARVING in California, when they DEREGULATED THE ECONOMY and CRASHED WALL STREET, you had NOTHING TO SAY! When {alleged Ponzi schemer Bernie} Madoff made off with the money you had NOTHING TO SAY... When Bush took us to war chasing weapons of mass destruction that weren't there YOU had NOTHING TO SAY... But all of a SUDDEN WHEN PROPOSITION 8 came out YOU had so MUCH to SAY, but since you stepped in the rain, we gonna step in the rain with you!"
All I can say is: We have to call these people out for what they are. They are NEVER EVER afraid to call people faggot or threaten one's life and property with VIOLENCE. Bigot, Hypocrite, Liar and Terrorist is what these people need to be called to their FACES and in PUBLIC.
Life can be gorgeous. I am loving my life right now, but I remember HIDING, RUNNING, ESCAPING for my life.
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I am in New Zealand where same sex couples are recognized as human beings that pay honest taxes, work hard, support most up right projects with in and outside the government. (no pun intended about the UP RIGHT Projects...) So, I have been doing some serious research on line. I am stunned at the amount of money the MORMON CHURCH AND IT'S MEMBERS DONATED TO THIS INSANE PROPOSITION! OMFG! Do a google search... you will find a endless list of the names of people and organizations within California and Utah that did not give SMALL AMOUNTS OF MONEY... they GAVE ENORMOUS AMOUNTS TO THE DEATH OF THIS PROPOSITION!
Well, I did a bit more research and found something Al Sharpton said about the whole nightmare! It is worth reading and remembering.
"It amazes me when I looked at California and saw CHURCHES that had nothing to say about POLICE BRUTALITY, nothing to say when a young black boy was shot while he was wearing police handcuffs, nothing to say when they overturned affirmative action. NOTHING TO SAY WHEN PEOPLE WERE BEING DELEGATED INTO POVERTY, yet they were organizing and mobilizing to STOP consenting adults from choosing their life partners." (Sharpton told a packed audience on Jan. 11)
"There is something immoral and SICK about using all that POWER to NOT END BRUTALITY and POVERTY, but to break into people's bedrooms and claim that GOD SENT YOU." Sharpton added... "We know you're not preaching from the Bible, because IF you were preaching the BIBLE we would have heard from you."
Sharpton said, "We would have heard from you when people were STARVING in California, when they DEREGULATED THE ECONOMY and CRASHED WALL STREET, you had NOTHING TO SAY! When {alleged Ponzi schemer Bernie} Madoff made off with the money you had NOTHING TO SAY... When Bush took us to war chasing weapons of mass destruction that weren't there YOU had NOTHING TO SAY... But all of a SUDDEN WHEN PROPOSITION 8 came out YOU had so MUCH to SAY, but since you stepped in the rain, we gonna step in the rain with you!"
All I can say is: We have to call these people out for what they are. They are NEVER EVER afraid to call people faggot or threaten one's life and property with VIOLENCE. Bigot, Hypocrite, Liar and Terrorist is what these people need to be called to their FACES and in PUBLIC.
Life can be gorgeous. I am loving my life right now, but I remember HIDING, RUNNING, ESCAPING for my life.
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Sunday, January 31, 2010
Something to think about...
I found something on line that answered some of my questions regarding the Republican Party of 2010.
I do not care to go into deep political tirades on this blog, but silly things that are happening in the USA with
people and their political beliefs line up with so many things regarding religion and brain washing! Mind you,
Democrats are not much better!!!
1. Jesus love you, and shares your hatred of homosexuals and Hillary Clinton.
2. Saddam was a good guy when Reagan armed him, a bad guy when Bush's Daddy made war on him, a good guy when Dick
Cheney did business with him and a bad guy when BOY BUSH needed a "We Can't Find Bin Laden" diversion!
3. Trade with Cuba is wrong because the country is COMMUNIST, but trade with China and Vietnam is vital to a spirit of
International Harmony.
4. A woman cannot be trusted with decisions about her own body, but multinational corporations can make decisions affecting
all of mankind without REGULATION!
5. The best way to improve military morale is to praise the troops in speeches while slashing VETERAN'S BENEFITS.
6. If condoms are kept OUT of the SCHOOLS adolescents will not have sex.
7. A good way to fight terrorism is to belittle our longtime allies, then demand their corporations and money.
8. Providing health care to all Iraqis is sound policy. Providing health care to all Americans is SOCIALISM!
9. HMO's and Insurance companies have the best interest of all people at heart.
10. Global Warming and the Tobacco's link to cancer are JUNK SCIENCE, but CREATIONISM should be taught in schools.
11. A President lying about an extramarital affair is an impeachable offense.
12. A President lying to enlist support for a war in which 1,0000's die is solid defense policy.
13. Government should limit itself to the powers named in the Constitution, which include banning gay marriages and
censoring the Internet.
14. The public has a right to know about Hillary's cattle trades, but George Bush's driving record is none of our business.
15. Being a drug addict is a moral failing and crime, unless you're a CONSERVATIVE RADIO HOST. Then it's an illness and
your PRAYERS for your RECOVERY!
16. You support States' Rights, which means Attorney General John Ashcroft can tell States what local voter initiatives they
have the right to adopt.
17. What Bill Clinton did in the 1960's IS of VITAL national interest (smoke pot), but what BUSH DID IN THE '80's is very very
irrelevant )SNORTING COKE AND BECOME and ALCOHOLIC)
The list can go on and on and on forever. Sometimes I wish Thomas Paine were still alive! Even Franklin would be rather
nice to read about in current events!
Will write something great about my adventures in NZ in a few days.
I do not care to go into deep political tirades on this blog, but silly things that are happening in the USA with
people and their political beliefs line up with so many things regarding religion and brain washing! Mind you,
Democrats are not much better!!!
1. Jesus love you, and shares your hatred of homosexuals and Hillary Clinton.
2. Saddam was a good guy when Reagan armed him, a bad guy when Bush's Daddy made war on him, a good guy when Dick
Cheney did business with him and a bad guy when BOY BUSH needed a "We Can't Find Bin Laden" diversion!
3. Trade with Cuba is wrong because the country is COMMUNIST, but trade with China and Vietnam is vital to a spirit of
International Harmony.
4. A woman cannot be trusted with decisions about her own body, but multinational corporations can make decisions affecting
all of mankind without REGULATION!
5. The best way to improve military morale is to praise the troops in speeches while slashing VETERAN'S BENEFITS.
6. If condoms are kept OUT of the SCHOOLS adolescents will not have sex.
7. A good way to fight terrorism is to belittle our longtime allies, then demand their corporations and money.
8. Providing health care to all Iraqis is sound policy. Providing health care to all Americans is SOCIALISM!
9. HMO's and Insurance companies have the best interest of all people at heart.
10. Global Warming and the Tobacco's link to cancer are JUNK SCIENCE, but CREATIONISM should be taught in schools.
11. A President lying about an extramarital affair is an impeachable offense.
12. A President lying to enlist support for a war in which 1,0000's die is solid defense policy.
13. Government should limit itself to the powers named in the Constitution, which include banning gay marriages and
censoring the Internet.
14. The public has a right to know about Hillary's cattle trades, but George Bush's driving record is none of our business.
15. Being a drug addict is a moral failing and crime, unless you're a CONSERVATIVE RADIO HOST. Then it's an illness and
your PRAYERS for your RECOVERY!
16. You support States' Rights, which means Attorney General John Ashcroft can tell States what local voter initiatives they
have the right to adopt.
17. What Bill Clinton did in the 1960's IS of VITAL national interest (smoke pot), but what BUSH DID IN THE '80's is very very
irrelevant )SNORTING COKE AND BECOME and ALCOHOLIC)
The list can go on and on and on forever. Sometimes I wish Thomas Paine were still alive! Even Franklin would be rather
nice to read about in current events!
Will write something great about my adventures in NZ in a few days.
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Sunshine has arrived
The photos say a lot. I thank my lucky stars for my many many many guardian angels. Yellow roses are one of my favorite flowers and these are from our garden her in QT. Nothing quite like Bach and Roses! The sunset last night was amazing...
Summer has at last spread it's sweet smile full of sunshine and roses upon Queenstown NZ. Today was gorgeous.
Had lunch at Gibbston Winery. Grocery shopped at the New World Market in Frankton, and did some odd purchases at The Ware House.
Fell asleep in the garden while reading a book I am enamored to. Damn, I wish I had written it. "god is not GREAT" by Christopher Hitchens. It is a book so full of truth NOT what some BELIEVE to be TRUE, but the actual FACTS about how religion poisons everything. I have forever loved Thomas Paine. What a brave and courageous statesman he was, even though the conservative right would have his name burned to hell... His "Age of Reason" along with Ayn Rand's "Atlas Shrugged" changed my life forever.
Surprise, (in my mail box today (on a Sunday?) the DHL delivered it early this morning: a book I have wanted for some time.
"A JESUIT TALE" a novel by John Shekleton. I found this used book on Amazon.com and it will be good money spent.
Yesterday I walked and walked. There is a very sacred walking path along the lake shore. The views are straight out of heaven. I observed the most amazing bird. A pelican standing so regal as if he owned the universe. I walked right up within a foot of his stance. He never ever flinched. HE STARED AT ME DIRECTLY IN MY EYES!
From there I thought I would play piano at St. Peter's but as I approached the cathedral doors music... I had forgotten that the Ensemble Festival is going on. OMG. WHAT MUSIC. A cellist, violinist and pianist making the most delicious chamber music!
Besides the musicians were all within their early thirties and they were so easy on the eyes.
I sat for over an hour listening to their rehearsal. It was very sensual as well as mysterious... I was observing something few people would or could appreciate.
I also was filled with a strange sadness... I have not ever actually performed the classical ensemble compositions of such great masters. Yes, I have always played with other musicians in a JAZZ setting, but this was something that "touched" a place in my heart that has never ever been touched!
I walked out of the church feeling JOY. The live music and the beauty of those young people's musical talents touched me beyond anything I can ever explain.
Joy for all the music I have ever made in my life so far and for the music that was created long before my life as well as for all the music that will be created after my life on earth as I know it.
Sun light and moonlight are heavenly blessings filled with music.
Monday, January 11, 2010
Still Playing my ORGAN!
Loved the recital in the restored Tabernacle. My dream as a little boy was to one day play this organ... Well, I was fortunate
to be able to study with Dr. Alexander Schriener when he was the Tabernacle Organist. It is a glorious instrument.
Had to share the photo. All organs inside our bodies as well as out side our bodies are sacred! They make beautiful music.
Friday, January 08, 2010
snow time in the alps
I awoke to snow this morning. Mind you, this is supposed to be summer weather... I know, I know, and I know, global warming but, I would still love summer to return. One thing: when the sun does come out it is hotter than the hinges of hell.
Life continues to be good. Reading, learning new music, creating new music and most of all I am healthy. I have a wonderful
vegetable garden this year. Everything is booming except for my tomatoes. Not enough sunshine... The lettuce is divine and all the herbs I cook with constantly. Made a gorgeous Italian dinner last night with fresh Basil, Rosemary, Oregano, Parsley, and
Chives from the garden.
My piano is once again my best friend and I am reading book after book. I know I should
purchase the Kendell or the Nook electronic books, but I honestly need to touch, smell, and hold paper within my hands. Most of all I underline and write in the margins of books. Kind of like music. I have precious manuscripts hand marked by teachers that are long dead, some that are world famous and two or three others that are very much alive and know my hands as well as my musical mind. It all makes for a delicious adventure in sound and color.
Tomorrow is the A&P Show at Lake Hayes. Must go regardless of weather. The Michael Hill String Festival begins this weekend.
Such stunning talent. String players will invade the town like a blessing from the heavens. Making angelic music everywhere.
Tomorrow is also the Craft Fair and Farmer's Market down town. Love those potatoes and herbs I buy at Farmer's Market.
Also, I meet up with some amazing artists at the fair. These are things I can never do in Alpine because I am working!!!
Summer time will blossom one day soon and I will no doubt not have any sun guard!
Friday, January 01, 2010
Holidays in Queenstown New Zealand
The year 2009 into the year 2010 will be a glorious year for me. A photo of my studio. Fresh pansies, an incredible crystal and a very old photograph of Percy Grainger I was given in Melborunre Australia. The painting of the pianist is by my sister, TJ. Very much in the style of Chargill... Happy New Year. More will follow...
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Forgive the duplicat photos! and...
Christmas was full of joy and love this year. First of all we are all healthy except for a few people I love and adore, and those
people are in my thoughts and daily meditations as well as my prayers. You know who you are and please know that you are loved and needed...
Sorry about posting the "bad picture" twice! Dhaaaa, must mean something.
Today was "boxing day" in New Zealand. England, Canada and other parts of the world call the day after Christmas Boxing day... thus you get rid of the boxes that protected gifts.
I was given a fantastic gift. It is a a piece that goes under your fitted sheets on a bed. Made from down and some synthetic
stuff... You do not fight a lumpy mattress. It caresses your body as you sleep! Also a Pendelton 100% wool blanket. It has images of the Tetons and it came with a pillow cover! The prints are beautiful and it is so warm to sleep under. Okay, so I will spend most of my holiday in a bed sound asleep under the Tetons!
Must practice my piano for a while before bed. I am working on the beautiful Reflets dans l'eau from Images book 1 by Debussy.
Also, some Bach (Always) and trying to do a bit of oil painting... writing and walking walking walking. Love my walks.
Hope all had a glorious holiday. The New Year will be the beginning of a new year which I pray brings peace and love to the entire universe we all share and live within.
people are in my thoughts and daily meditations as well as my prayers. You know who you are and please know that you are loved and needed...
Sorry about posting the "bad picture" twice! Dhaaaa, must mean something.
Today was "boxing day" in New Zealand. England, Canada and other parts of the world call the day after Christmas Boxing day... thus you get rid of the boxes that protected gifts.
I was given a fantastic gift. It is a a piece that goes under your fitted sheets on a bed. Made from down and some synthetic
stuff... You do not fight a lumpy mattress. It caresses your body as you sleep! Also a Pendelton 100% wool blanket. It has images of the Tetons and it came with a pillow cover! The prints are beautiful and it is so warm to sleep under. Okay, so I will spend most of my holiday in a bed sound asleep under the Tetons!
Must practice my piano for a while before bed. I am working on the beautiful Reflets dans l'eau from Images book 1 by Debussy.
Also, some Bach (Always) and trying to do a bit of oil painting... writing and walking walking walking. Love my walks.
Hope all had a glorious holiday. The New Year will be the beginning of a new year which I pray brings peace and love to the entire universe we all share and live within.
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Been a rough year!
Any one that reads my blog I wish you a very happy holiday season and most of all laughter, love and light in the new year.
Will write soon.
Friday, December 11, 2009
Monday, December 07, 2009
I thank my lucky stars...
Everything was flowing like honey... smoothly. We printed out our boarding passes on Southwest Air, checked luggage and had ample time to rest, play on computer, drink coffee. Checked the gate number C-18, but we did not have the 'over 60' eye glasses on and read the gate number as C-13. Yes, we sat there writing e mails and catching up on news. Flight was called... Flight such and such leaving from gate C-13 for SEATTLE WA!!!!!!!!!!!! Nearly died. Read the boarding pass: Gate C 18 for LAX!
Ah, we missed the flight! Southwest had us on a plane to Las Vegas then into LAX within 5 minutes. Everyone on the Las Vegas flight were starring at us like we were the dumb asses that we are. Landed in Las Vegas, then flew into LAX. Once in LAX everything was great.
Air New Zealand is next door to Southwest Air Lines, so no need to walk miles to INTERNATIONAL TERMINAL. Walked down to baggage claim and realized I had left my backpack on the seat in the security section. OMFG! I could not get back into the secured Southwest area. First of all I had NO ID. My backpacks are like limbs on my torso. The backpack had my Mac Computer, my Cell Phones, ALL OF MY BLESSED MONEY, ALL OF MY IDENTIFICATION: PASSPORTS, DRIVER LICENSE, CREDIT CARDS, BANK NUMBERS AND ALL OF MY CONTACT INFORMATION AS WELL AS MY CHECK BOOK. My heart turned to stone and dropped like a missile to the bottom of my feet. I ran hysterically into the check in area for Air New Zealand.
A gorgeous black woman was helping people through the lines... nudging them gently along. She immediately picked up on my angst.
"Can I help you sir, you seemed distressed" "Lady you have NOT a CLUE about HOW DISTRESSED I AM!" I proceeded to explain my predicament. She told me to stay where I was and she would go up to the gate and see IF she could retrieve my backpack.
The minutes went by like hours. I thought she would NEVER, EVER, RETURN TO WHERE I WAS STANDING wringing my hand and looking out the sliding glass doors that open onto a busy street. I thought to myself: "This is it! Simply walk out that door and wait for a roaring bus, step in front of it and end this entire drama."
My 'Black Princess' arrived by my side. She asked IF, possibly there was something in the side pocket of my backpack. I blurted out a hyper YES! a banana. With the word banana she handed my by backpack with everything still inside it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (I know why some people pee their pants when they are happy beyond words.)
This is the second time in my life a black woman has saved me from killing myself!
Once in NYC when I was about 21 I took a train up into the Cloisters for a rehearsal. I got on the subway and after what seemed hours I was the ONLY WHITE MAN ON THE TRAIN. I was in in Harlem. Back then the subways were VERY SEEDY and many bad things happened to people that were in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Looking out the window of the train I read "HARLEM". I got off the train and to an extremely naive Mormon boy all I could see was an ocean of eyes and teeth! My body began to shake. A black woman was on my right side dressed in a red wool coat and hat. She clutched my hand, leaned into my ear and said: "Boy, you be LOST???!!!) I nodded a feeble yes as visions of my standing naked in a boiling cauldron drifted through my brain. She gripped my hand harder and said for me to follow her.
Then, I really thought it was over. I wanted to cry, I could not stop shaking and it was time in my short life that I honestly experienced the meaning of being "helpless." (I have a marvelous painting in my bedroom by a wonderful artist titled
that very word: HELPLESS!)
She walked me under the tracks to the other side of the rails and said: "You gotta go back into Manhattan boy! You get on the first train going this way." I said "thank you Mame, but please, oh please don't leave me until that train arrives..." She held onto my hand and within minutes the train arrived.
To this day I bless that woman. She knew how frightened I was and I am sure she had been frightened the same way somewhere sometime in her lifetime.
I so wish I had asked her name and address. I would have sent her roses for as long as I had enough money... The same situation applies with the beautiful black woman in LAX. I did not get her name or a contact number! She saved me from a terrible mess.
I did not sleep on the flight from LAX to Auckland NZ. I even took sleeping pills, two glasses of wine, tried to listen to music and meditated. Simply too tired from all the DRAMA.
I know there are "drama Kings and Queens" but I can usually hold my own amid any situation, however... this time my mind kept playing scenes from years and years ago regarding how many times a person has helped me sail through a predicament beyond my control! Our lives are watched over by many many forces.
I do thank my lucky stars for my guardian angels!
Ah, we missed the flight! Southwest had us on a plane to Las Vegas then into LAX within 5 minutes. Everyone on the Las Vegas flight were starring at us like we were the dumb asses that we are. Landed in Las Vegas, then flew into LAX. Once in LAX everything was great.
Air New Zealand is next door to Southwest Air Lines, so no need to walk miles to INTERNATIONAL TERMINAL. Walked down to baggage claim and realized I had left my backpack on the seat in the security section. OMFG! I could not get back into the secured Southwest area. First of all I had NO ID. My backpacks are like limbs on my torso. The backpack had my Mac Computer, my Cell Phones, ALL OF MY BLESSED MONEY, ALL OF MY IDENTIFICATION: PASSPORTS, DRIVER LICENSE, CREDIT CARDS, BANK NUMBERS AND ALL OF MY CONTACT INFORMATION AS WELL AS MY CHECK BOOK. My heart turned to stone and dropped like a missile to the bottom of my feet. I ran hysterically into the check in area for Air New Zealand.
A gorgeous black woman was helping people through the lines... nudging them gently along. She immediately picked up on my angst.
"Can I help you sir, you seemed distressed" "Lady you have NOT a CLUE about HOW DISTRESSED I AM!" I proceeded to explain my predicament. She told me to stay where I was and she would go up to the gate and see IF she could retrieve my backpack.
The minutes went by like hours. I thought she would NEVER, EVER, RETURN TO WHERE I WAS STANDING wringing my hand and looking out the sliding glass doors that open onto a busy street. I thought to myself: "This is it! Simply walk out that door and wait for a roaring bus, step in front of it and end this entire drama."
My 'Black Princess' arrived by my side. She asked IF, possibly there was something in the side pocket of my backpack. I blurted out a hyper YES! a banana. With the word banana she handed my by backpack with everything still inside it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (I know why some people pee their pants when they are happy beyond words.)
This is the second time in my life a black woman has saved me from killing myself!
Once in NYC when I was about 21 I took a train up into the Cloisters for a rehearsal. I got on the subway and after what seemed hours I was the ONLY WHITE MAN ON THE TRAIN. I was in in Harlem. Back then the subways were VERY SEEDY and many bad things happened to people that were in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Looking out the window of the train I read "HARLEM". I got off the train and to an extremely naive Mormon boy all I could see was an ocean of eyes and teeth! My body began to shake. A black woman was on my right side dressed in a red wool coat and hat. She clutched my hand, leaned into my ear and said: "Boy, you be LOST???!!!) I nodded a feeble yes as visions of my standing naked in a boiling cauldron drifted through my brain. She gripped my hand harder and said for me to follow her.
Then, I really thought it was over. I wanted to cry, I could not stop shaking and it was time in my short life that I honestly experienced the meaning of being "helpless." (I have a marvelous painting in my bedroom by a wonderful artist titled
that very word: HELPLESS!)
She walked me under the tracks to the other side of the rails and said: "You gotta go back into Manhattan boy! You get on the first train going this way." I said "thank you Mame, but please, oh please don't leave me until that train arrives..." She held onto my hand and within minutes the train arrived.
To this day I bless that woman. She knew how frightened I was and I am sure she had been frightened the same way somewhere sometime in her lifetime.
I so wish I had asked her name and address. I would have sent her roses for as long as I had enough money... The same situation applies with the beautiful black woman in LAX. I did not get her name or a contact number! She saved me from a terrible mess.
I did not sleep on the flight from LAX to Auckland NZ. I even took sleeping pills, two glasses of wine, tried to listen to music and meditated. Simply too tired from all the DRAMA.
I know there are "drama Kings and Queens" but I can usually hold my own amid any situation, however... this time my mind kept playing scenes from years and years ago regarding how many times a person has helped me sail through a predicament beyond my control! Our lives are watched over by many many forces.
I do thank my lucky stars for my guardian angels!
Thursday, December 03, 2009
Antelope Island... Tabernacle... New Zealand
Arrived in Auckland November 30th. Loving each and every breath I take in this wonderful place. Still getting the house set up with groceries, digging belongings out of storage that need to be placed in drawers, on walls, in cupboards... gardens look great.
Our Land Lady set up a veggie garden for me! Russian Red Tomatoes, Blood Beets, herbs, all kinds of lettuces. Roses are in bloom and the pansies are grinning from ear to ear. My studio is up and running so lots of music, practicing, reading and messing around on my computer. I do love my MacBook Pro. The ONLY way to GO!
I grew up near the shores of the Great Salt Lake which is the largest natural lake west of the Mississippi River. The lake is a remnant of pre-historic Lake Bonneville, which covered more than 20,000 square miles during the Ice Age. Four distint shorelines from the lake may be seen from Antelope Island and include Bonneville, Provo, Stnsbury and Gilbert. Great Salt Lake is currently 75 miles long by 28 miles wide covering 1,700 square miles. At this level, maximum depth is about 33 feet. Size and depth vary greatly with seasonal evaporation and precipitation. Salinity level ranges between four and 28 percent compared to the ocean at three percent.
When I was a little kid in grade school we were taught to observe the LINES the lake had made upon the Wasatch Range. There were actual horizontal lines along the face of the mountains east of the lake. Recorded depths of the lake on the mountains as it evaporated, altered it's levels beginning in the ice age.
One of my favorite natural events of every day life are SUNSETS. They haunt me like mountains. As a child and later young man I never missed a sunset over the Great Salt Lake and Antelope Island. Antelope Island is in the middle of the lake. I've seen lightening strike the island and set it into flames! The Island comprises 28,022 acres, and is 15 miles long and 4.5 miles across at it's widest point. Frary Peak is the highest point on the island at, (get this) 6,596 feet above sea level. Get high up there without the help of drugs!
The oldest rocks on Antelope Isaland are some of the oldest found anywhere on earth! The Farmington Canyon comples, at 2.7 billion years old, is older than rocks found at the bottom of the Grand Canyon. These rocks, which are banded and controrted, comprise the sounthern two-thirds of the island. Antelope Isaland has 40 major freshwater springs found primarily on the east side of the island. These springs produce 36 million gallons ofr water each year that support the wildlife and vegetation on the island. Birds, Bison, Coyotes, Pronghorn fawns and bighorn sheep and yes, Antelope call this island HOME!
When the state of Utah built the first road from Syracuse Ut to the Island it was a gravel road. Often washed out. When the water erupts into white caps, the water is so heavy it can CRUSH, SMASH AND DESTROY anything in it's path! There were times I slept on the island and spent days alone hiking from end to end. Oolitic sand is unique to the island. These are round grains of sand that are formed when mineral grains of brine shrimp fecal pellets are coated by concentric layers of aragonite, a form of calcium carbonate. This is similar to how perals are formed. In the yearly 70's I hiked to the west side of the island. I was stunned at the sugar white beaches... glistening white diamonds of light. It was Oolitic sand!
My afternoon on the island was very emotional. Seeing how it has evolved into a State Park and yet the austire, aloof beauty and peace this island emmits is awesome! There are 8 magor islands in the lake, but Antelope is the diamond of islands.
Moving along, I and a friend drove to SLC to hear and see the Tabernacle Organ on Temple Square. I studied with Dr. Alexander Schriner when I was 11-12 years old. He taught in the Asembly Hall early on Saturday mornings I took a Lake Shore Bus from Sunset Utah into SLC. Walked over to Temple Square and had a hour lesson with the Greatest Tabernacle Organist ever to touch a keyboard!
The Tabernacle is an acoustic wonder of the world. It was also built with leather tongs holding many things in place and of course it was not built to withstand earth quakes. Thus, the Mormon Church has restored it and made it beautiful. I remember sitting inside this musical wonder of a building listening to the USO, daily recitals, and other events such as when President JFK came to UTAH!!!!!!! I used to place my feet on the floor, sqweeze my butt to the bench and revel in the vibrations the organ made, most of all when the organist would place his feet on the Bombard Pedals. OMG, my entire soul soared to heaven and I promised myself that I would one day be a Tabernacle Organist! They are doing the daily organ recitals again!
After a day of so many exciting and hauting events I crawled into bed and thanked God for my past life! Then to think I am so blest as to be able to come NZ. This is my 21st year!
Will write more later...
Our Land Lady set up a veggie garden for me! Russian Red Tomatoes, Blood Beets, herbs, all kinds of lettuces. Roses are in bloom and the pansies are grinning from ear to ear. My studio is up and running so lots of music, practicing, reading and messing around on my computer. I do love my MacBook Pro. The ONLY way to GO!
I grew up near the shores of the Great Salt Lake which is the largest natural lake west of the Mississippi River. The lake is a remnant of pre-historic Lake Bonneville, which covered more than 20,000 square miles during the Ice Age. Four distint shorelines from the lake may be seen from Antelope Island and include Bonneville, Provo, Stnsbury and Gilbert. Great Salt Lake is currently 75 miles long by 28 miles wide covering 1,700 square miles. At this level, maximum depth is about 33 feet. Size and depth vary greatly with seasonal evaporation and precipitation. Salinity level ranges between four and 28 percent compared to the ocean at three percent.
When I was a little kid in grade school we were taught to observe the LINES the lake had made upon the Wasatch Range. There were actual horizontal lines along the face of the mountains east of the lake. Recorded depths of the lake on the mountains as it evaporated, altered it's levels beginning in the ice age.
One of my favorite natural events of every day life are SUNSETS. They haunt me like mountains. As a child and later young man I never missed a sunset over the Great Salt Lake and Antelope Island. Antelope Island is in the middle of the lake. I've seen lightening strike the island and set it into flames! The Island comprises 28,022 acres, and is 15 miles long and 4.5 miles across at it's widest point. Frary Peak is the highest point on the island at, (get this) 6,596 feet above sea level. Get high up there without the help of drugs!
The oldest rocks on Antelope Isaland are some of the oldest found anywhere on earth! The Farmington Canyon comples, at 2.7 billion years old, is older than rocks found at the bottom of the Grand Canyon. These rocks, which are banded and controrted, comprise the sounthern two-thirds of the island. Antelope Isaland has 40 major freshwater springs found primarily on the east side of the island. These springs produce 36 million gallons ofr water each year that support the wildlife and vegetation on the island. Birds, Bison, Coyotes, Pronghorn fawns and bighorn sheep and yes, Antelope call this island HOME!
When the state of Utah built the first road from Syracuse Ut to the Island it was a gravel road. Often washed out. When the water erupts into white caps, the water is so heavy it can CRUSH, SMASH AND DESTROY anything in it's path! There were times I slept on the island and spent days alone hiking from end to end. Oolitic sand is unique to the island. These are round grains of sand that are formed when mineral grains of brine shrimp fecal pellets are coated by concentric layers of aragonite, a form of calcium carbonate. This is similar to how perals are formed. In the yearly 70's I hiked to the west side of the island. I was stunned at the sugar white beaches... glistening white diamonds of light. It was Oolitic sand!
My afternoon on the island was very emotional. Seeing how it has evolved into a State Park and yet the austire, aloof beauty and peace this island emmits is awesome! There are 8 magor islands in the lake, but Antelope is the diamond of islands.
Moving along, I and a friend drove to SLC to hear and see the Tabernacle Organ on Temple Square. I studied with Dr. Alexander Schriner when I was 11-12 years old. He taught in the Asembly Hall early on Saturday mornings I took a Lake Shore Bus from Sunset Utah into SLC. Walked over to Temple Square and had a hour lesson with the Greatest Tabernacle Organist ever to touch a keyboard!
The Tabernacle is an acoustic wonder of the world. It was also built with leather tongs holding many things in place and of course it was not built to withstand earth quakes. Thus, the Mormon Church has restored it and made it beautiful. I remember sitting inside this musical wonder of a building listening to the USO, daily recitals, and other events such as when President JFK came to UTAH!!!!!!! I used to place my feet on the floor, sqweeze my butt to the bench and revel in the vibrations the organ made, most of all when the organist would place his feet on the Bombard Pedals. OMG, my entire soul soared to heaven and I promised myself that I would one day be a Tabernacle Organist! They are doing the daily organ recitals again!
After a day of so many exciting and hauting events I crawled into bed and thanked God for my past life! Then to think I am so blest as to be able to come NZ. This is my 21st year!
Will write more later...
Friday, November 06, 2009
November 6,2009
November 5th marked exactly one year since I was operated on for cancer and other problems. A year ago I did not really care if I lived or died. I was that ill. I weighted 139 pounds. I looked like hell and felt worse than hell.
Yesterday I walked back into my "Green Cathedral" where I could tune into nature and thank the universe for all of my blessings.
Something caught my eye, in over 20 years of walking through these woods I have never noticed this amazing old apple tree. All it's leaves had fallen to the ground along with some very ripe apples. It was honestly a sight to behold. This tree which looks liked a broken umbrella all decorated in ornaments of different hues in reds, yellows, pinks and greens.
I reached up into the boughs and picked an apple. Polished it's skin to a brilliant sheen, then carefully took a bite out of this forbidden fruit!
It was delicious. I sat on the ground and leaned my back up against the trunk of the apple tree... then it happened, the most beautiful sound in the world... a symphony of birds. All the cedar and pine trees were full of choirs singing individual melodies yet all in symphony with each other's personal composition! The sky was pale blue and low rain clouds scudded by as the wind picked up tempo. I simply could not move. I sat there beside the tree eating it's gifts, rain drops kissing my head, neck and shoulders as I watched the wind and birds all fly away toward the west.
I had a marshal arts teacher that claimed eating a fresh peach could clear one's mind and body of all kinds of negative vibrations.
Well, I have found that a true organic apple, rain drops and bird song can fill one with unexplainable peace and joy.
Yesterday I walked back into my "Green Cathedral" where I could tune into nature and thank the universe for all of my blessings.
Something caught my eye, in over 20 years of walking through these woods I have never noticed this amazing old apple tree. All it's leaves had fallen to the ground along with some very ripe apples. It was honestly a sight to behold. This tree which looks liked a broken umbrella all decorated in ornaments of different hues in reds, yellows, pinks and greens.
I reached up into the boughs and picked an apple. Polished it's skin to a brilliant sheen, then carefully took a bite out of this forbidden fruit!
It was delicious. I sat on the ground and leaned my back up against the trunk of the apple tree... then it happened, the most beautiful sound in the world... a symphony of birds. All the cedar and pine trees were full of choirs singing individual melodies yet all in symphony with each other's personal composition! The sky was pale blue and low rain clouds scudded by as the wind picked up tempo. I simply could not move. I sat there beside the tree eating it's gifts, rain drops kissing my head, neck and shoulders as I watched the wind and birds all fly away toward the west.
I had a marshal arts teacher that claimed eating a fresh peach could clear one's mind and body of all kinds of negative vibrations.
Well, I have found that a true organic apple, rain drops and bird song can fill one with unexplainable peace and joy.
Sunday, October 18, 2009
September Song
"Oh, it's a long long time from May till September..."
The words and melody to this classic song will never die. Like the song, The Autumn Leaves... I love that melody.
When I sit alone at the keyboard and allow my musical muses to play my fingers I invariably play "The Autumn Leaves fall by my window, the autumn leaves of red and gold..."
I have written about the Autumn Season many times within this blog and some that follow the blog know of my mysterious love for this time of the year.
Yes, I survived my summer of waking between 6 or 6:30 AM and going to sleep around midnight 24/7. Each morning the alarm jolts me out of slumber. I stagger to my sacred place, hit the green button on my Mr. Coffee Maker and turn my chair toward the eastern sky. After the first sips of java, I take in the morning star, the last traces of moonlight and watch first light blanket the earth... Then don my chef's cooking jacket, plop my battered ball cap on my sleep encrusted hair. Splash cold water on the face, brush teeth and open my journal. Write what memories remain from my dreams, plans for the day or random thoughts that float around inside mind...
The morning walk to the business is always refreshing. The symphony of the birds filling the fresh morning air is the most thrilling music one can ever hear.
Closed the business Oct. 4, 2009. Since then lots of cleaning, organizing and falling in love with my piano all over again!
I have played piano for at least an hour every day or evening since we closed.
I will fly to New Orleans on November 10. Spend three nights with my sister Teresa. Then fly into NYC. Visit my piano teachers. Seymour Bernstein and Carol Montparker. Walk the streets of a city that doesn't sleep taking in everything from Central Park, concerts and some unexpedted adventures. Will also start writing my blogs again! I know, I should be on Face Book and whats that other new thing? Well, blogger.com will still be my home for a few more years!
I walked up the Snake River Canyon yesterday afternoon. My legs keep reminding me! When I got out of bed this morning they were screaming at me! They are used to standing up to 14 hours and walking within my kitchen space, but not balancing on rocks and uneven terrain! The leaves were gorgeous and of course sunlight on the water!
It's good to be back with my computer. I tunes, E mails and learning so much about everything possible. More to follow in a few days.
The words and melody to this classic song will never die. Like the song, The Autumn Leaves... I love that melody.
When I sit alone at the keyboard and allow my musical muses to play my fingers I invariably play "The Autumn Leaves fall by my window, the autumn leaves of red and gold..."
I have written about the Autumn Season many times within this blog and some that follow the blog know of my mysterious love for this time of the year.
Yes, I survived my summer of waking between 6 or 6:30 AM and going to sleep around midnight 24/7. Each morning the alarm jolts me out of slumber. I stagger to my sacred place, hit the green button on my Mr. Coffee Maker and turn my chair toward the eastern sky. After the first sips of java, I take in the morning star, the last traces of moonlight and watch first light blanket the earth... Then don my chef's cooking jacket, plop my battered ball cap on my sleep encrusted hair. Splash cold water on the face, brush teeth and open my journal. Write what memories remain from my dreams, plans for the day or random thoughts that float around inside mind...
The morning walk to the business is always refreshing. The symphony of the birds filling the fresh morning air is the most thrilling music one can ever hear.
Closed the business Oct. 4, 2009. Since then lots of cleaning, organizing and falling in love with my piano all over again!
I have played piano for at least an hour every day or evening since we closed.
I will fly to New Orleans on November 10. Spend three nights with my sister Teresa. Then fly into NYC. Visit my piano teachers. Seymour Bernstein and Carol Montparker. Walk the streets of a city that doesn't sleep taking in everything from Central Park, concerts and some unexpedted adventures. Will also start writing my blogs again! I know, I should be on Face Book and whats that other new thing? Well, blogger.com will still be my home for a few more years!
I walked up the Snake River Canyon yesterday afternoon. My legs keep reminding me! When I got out of bed this morning they were screaming at me! They are used to standing up to 14 hours and walking within my kitchen space, but not balancing on rocks and uneven terrain! The leaves were gorgeous and of course sunlight on the water!
It's good to be back with my computer. I tunes, E mails and learning so much about everything possible. More to follow in a few days.
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Summer Time
Finally SUNSHINE... The moon is 8% full. A precious crest hanging in the western sky. We have had nothing but rain and more rain even more rain...
Today was one of the first times we have filled the patio for lunch. Beautiful weather. The Iris are in full bloom. The perfume from Iris is divine. Peonies are bending to the ground with their huge buds. We just finished the last of the lilacs but the wild flowers have been breath taking. Lark Spur and lots of Red Rockets. The sage brush are in blossom as well as the wild geraniums. Thus summer has finally spread it's wide smile across the rocky mountains. The Lupin we planted years ago are beginning regally show their majestic towers. Honey bees love their petals. These lupin are at least 19 years old!
I am well. Monday I endured another surgical procedure! But, the bladder is clean, the prostate is now fixed and no cancer any where to be found. Just possibly I will be back on the road again. LOVING and ENJOYING every moment of life. I am working morning, afternoon and evenings. I LOVE IT. I even play my piano every day. Reading lots of books before I fall into dreams.
Will write soon and hopefully the summer will prove to be one of the best ever even with the economic problems.
Must go out and gaze at the moon.
Today was one of the first times we have filled the patio for lunch. Beautiful weather. The Iris are in full bloom. The perfume from Iris is divine. Peonies are bending to the ground with their huge buds. We just finished the last of the lilacs but the wild flowers have been breath taking. Lark Spur and lots of Red Rockets. The sage brush are in blossom as well as the wild geraniums. Thus summer has finally spread it's wide smile across the rocky mountains. The Lupin we planted years ago are beginning regally show their majestic towers. Honey bees love their petals. These lupin are at least 19 years old!
I am well. Monday I endured another surgical procedure! But, the bladder is clean, the prostate is now fixed and no cancer any where to be found. Just possibly I will be back on the road again. LOVING and ENJOYING every moment of life. I am working morning, afternoon and evenings. I LOVE IT. I even play my piano every day. Reading lots of books before I fall into dreams.
Will write soon and hopefully the summer will prove to be one of the best ever even with the economic problems.
Must go out and gaze at the moon.
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