"At the heart of every storm, there's a quiet night..."
posted by murat11 at 7:40 AM
Saturday, December 13, 2008
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- Name: murat11
- Location: not fade away: itchycoo park, barandgrill: blue hole: the aquifer
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GRIEVOUS TOASTS
- Sunday Scribbling #141: E=Most of the Time
- Gotta Love Sir Charles
- Lady T
- Sunday's Basement Tapes
- Sunday Scribbling #140: Transmissions
- San-Tagged
- Librarian gams
- 7:37 AM
- The Summers of Love
- Sunday Scribbling #139: A Winter's Tale
10 Comments:
I haven't listened to it yet, since my man is sleeping in. A rare thing. But the title of your post is oh-so-perfect. The snow is blowing at an oblique angle here and back towards the mountains, you can't tell where the snowy land becomes the snowy sky.
And my honey and I are taking the day off together to trim the tree and watch the storm from our cozy faux adobe. Gotta go make blue corn pancakes.
San: That all sounds way too cozy and idyllic: we're all moving in: expect us round midnight.
At the heart of this hoppin' and boppin' crazo-maniacal song is a gorgeous hymn. Careful, though: y'all hop and bop at the adobe, you're liable to bring down all the snows.
Much love: paschal
Oh this would have been a good tune when I was dancing about my cabin the other night! Love that you share music on your blog.
Tammie: I was thinking about you dancing around in your cabin when I reposted this video. M. McKee: talk about abandon!
all that flailing then utter exhaustion then enlightment
jsd: Just what it must feel like in the coracle, eh?
Well, we kept the light on for ya'll the other night...but ya'll were a no-show. I guess you forgot the snow chains.
Listened to it today. That does say redemption.
Sho nuff, sister, Sho nuff.
I just found your playlist! That is so fun, thanks for sharing!
Tammie: You're welcome: it should go well with the wood stove. Prepare for sudden changes.
Send snow!!
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