August 3, 2008 - Art Show and Sale
03/08/08 19:29
Sunday's
Art show and sale was a wonderful sucess!
The vendors were lively and the visitors and patrons were abundant... the leisurely afternoon enjoyment seekers were reveling in the most delightful, breezy, cool afternoon breeze, music, atmosphere and lovely day...... God! It as perfect!!!
(Jennifer and John! I've missed you DUDE!)
My sweetest, and most adoring fan... Holly... had to stand on the chair... to be taller than the Amazon - Jennifer... Love you Holly! You're the absolute BEST!!!!!!!!!!! We do love you Holly Girl!
Overlooking the scenic Mill pond... here is Jennifer and Bill Stouts! Thanks for a wonderful afternoon Bill!
We love Kirby's Mill! Thanks to the Historic Society and staff - for having us again!
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The vendors were lively and the visitors and patrons were abundant... the leisurely afternoon enjoyment seekers were reveling in the most delightful, breezy, cool afternoon breeze, music, atmosphere and lovely day...... God! It as perfect!!!
(Jennifer and John! I've missed you DUDE!)
My sweetest, and most adoring fan... Holly... had to stand on the chair... to be taller than the Amazon - Jennifer... Love you Holly! You're the absolute BEST!!!!!!!!!!! We do love you Holly Girl!
Overlooking the scenic Mill pond... here is Jennifer and Bill Stouts! Thanks for a wonderful afternoon Bill!
We love Kirby's Mill! Thanks to the Historic Society and staff - for having us again!
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The Beauty of the Earth... Mountains and music...
25/07/08 15:50
The quiet
nature of the mountains held a spiritual quality...
that was nearly tangable...
The long, languid weeks of the summer… spent in the mountains… Oh... those glorious mountains...
days full of playing music with friends, laughing and talking…
hiking,
and yet... the best......
finding a beautiful, deeply hidden pool of cool, clean water… so deep we couldn't touch... but could clearly see the bottom! It was freshly supplied by a beautiful, pristine waterfalls… it was so beautiful... it almost didn't seem real...
How beautiful is life anyway? And so I ask..
Does it get any better than this?
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The long, languid weeks of the summer… spent in the mountains… Oh... those glorious mountains...
days full of playing music with friends, laughing and talking…
hiking,
and yet... the best......
finding a beautiful, deeply hidden pool of cool, clean water… so deep we couldn't touch... but could clearly see the bottom! It was freshly supplied by a beautiful, pristine waterfalls… it was so beautiful... it almost didn't seem real...
How beautiful is life anyway? And so I ask..
Does it get any better than this?
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Friends, Music and a lovely Memorial day
27/05/08 14:54
The day
– a beautiful Saturday afternoon - passed in
quiet conversations, drifting music through the trees,
the wonderful company of friends and the angel voices
– chorused in welcome – heralding
Mitch’s new 855 Taylor guitar… (he loved
mine so he had to possess one too!)
We gathered in the Hamilton's Music Circle... and joyfully sank into the tunes and laughter of the beautiful day...
The 47
pound rooster… a most thoughtful gift from
Mitch and Kelly… brought an afternoon of
laughter as well… and he most valantly
traveled around with Jennifer during the day,
dutifully holding her wine glass… as any
good rooster would… 
So thank you Mitch and Kelly for a great afternoon! Love you guys!
We gathered in the Hamilton's Music Circle... and joyfully sank into the tunes and laughter of the beautiful day...
The 47
pound rooster… a most thoughtful gift from
Mitch and Kelly… brought an afternoon of
laughter as well… and he most valantly
traveled around with Jennifer during the day,
dutifully holding her wine glass… as any
good rooster would… So thank you Mitch and Kelly for a great afternoon! Love you guys!
Rakish Sinéad!!!
10/04/08 20:40
Session on
this past Tuesday evening was a pure blast! Endulging
in a typical, and always delicious dinner at St.
Stephen's Green... mmmmm one of my favorites... baked
Cod, spinach and baked potatoe, I then set to moving
some tables and chairs to set up for session.
In the process of the moving, I devilishly donned Frank's tweedy and sporty, Irish country cap... as it lay, abandoned, upon the table. A few minutes later, Frank looked up and exclaimed, laughing - upon seeing me in his cap! Then he suddenly and most unexpectedly, sprinted out the door of the pub!
Where did Frank go? Out to his car, to promptly return with the most sporty, and rather rakish cap, most delightful in appearance as any that i've seen! He then gallantly presented it to me and said - "Happy Birthday!"... granted he was 3 and a half months late, which he did - dutifully acknowledge, but generously gave me this beautiful, Donegal wool, tweed cap! I donned it right away, and loved it on sight! This cap and I were like - Peas and Carrots!
That night I played fiddle as though I were possessed by the spirit of the great Donegal - Celtic Cap!!! Frank declaired lauging that "It was my magic cap, and it would take me anywhere!" And so it did... and the night flew by... on the wings of melody, song... laughter and delightful conversation!
Our Session friends jokingly renamed me "Rakish Sinéad"... Sinéad being the closest to 'Jennifer' in the Gaelic language... which was then - promply shortened to "Rakish Sinéa" Which thus now entitles my somewhat mischievous, and often times naughty -alter ego and fiddling demon!
Thank you Frank for the most loveliest of caps! You are a dear friend, and a kind heart, and a good spirit, and it's always a fun evening to play tunes, share songs...and pass the time with you!
As I've always belived: Amongst Musicians, one will always find friends! Read More...
In the process of the moving, I devilishly donned Frank's tweedy and sporty, Irish country cap... as it lay, abandoned, upon the table. A few minutes later, Frank looked up and exclaimed, laughing - upon seeing me in his cap! Then he suddenly and most unexpectedly, sprinted out the door of the pub!
Where did Frank go? Out to his car, to promptly return with the most sporty, and rather rakish cap, most delightful in appearance as any that i've seen! He then gallantly presented it to me and said - "Happy Birthday!"... granted he was 3 and a half months late, which he did - dutifully acknowledge, but generously gave me this beautiful, Donegal wool, tweed cap! I donned it right away, and loved it on sight! This cap and I were like - Peas and Carrots!
That night I played fiddle as though I were possessed by the spirit of the great Donegal - Celtic Cap!!! Frank declaired lauging that "It was my magic cap, and it would take me anywhere!" And so it did... and the night flew by... on the wings of melody, song... laughter and delightful conversation!
Our Session friends jokingly renamed me "Rakish Sinéad"... Sinéad being the closest to 'Jennifer' in the Gaelic language... which was then - promply shortened to "Rakish Sinéa" Which thus now entitles my somewhat mischievous, and often times naughty -alter ego and fiddling demon!
Thank you Frank for the most loveliest of caps! You are a dear friend, and a kind heart, and a good spirit, and it's always a fun evening to play tunes, share songs...and pass the time with you!
As I've always belived: Amongst Musicians, one will always find friends! Read More...
Winter slipping...
06/04/08 12:58
Winter’s
icy, polar grip is slipping… the sky softly said
this morning… in whispered shades of pink and
purple… The big tree that etches and outlines my
back yard, black and lacy against the morning sky, is
now swelling with promise of leafy buds… giving
almost a redish hue to the ominous black
branches… heralding the unavoidable approach of
Spring…
Unlike most folks though, I’ll miss the winter… the snows, the frost and the fire… I’ll miss the dark candle lit evenings… the comforting warmth of the kitchen, when dinner’s on… and the big cozy boots… yes, I’ll reluctantly abandon them for the much sought relief in the shade of the big tree on those hot summer afternoons… Yes, I’ll miss the winter for sure...
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Unlike most folks though, I’ll miss the winter… the snows, the frost and the fire… I’ll miss the dark candle lit evenings… the comforting warmth of the kitchen, when dinner’s on… and the big cozy boots… yes, I’ll reluctantly abandon them for the much sought relief in the shade of the big tree on those hot summer afternoons… Yes, I’ll miss the winter for sure...
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