Life is for the birds --
and the bees and the flowers and the trees and the moon up above, and a thing called love -- Jewel Akens

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Thursday, September 25, 2014

I think for today's dinner, a sort of Louisiana-style Swiss steak with black beans and rice. Leftovers should freeze very well.

Friday, September 19, 2014

I did something spontaneous yesterday.

There's a nice park about 3-1/2 blocks from the duplex where I live in Monroe, LA. It has tennis courts and diamonds and bleachers and playground equipment for kiddos.

I stopped by on the way home from a trip for milk and took some time on a swing. Yes, an old-fashioned chain link swing.

Did it ever feel good. And the milk was still cold when I got home.

The Swing

How do you like to go up in a swing, 
Up in the air so blue? 
Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing 
Ever a child can do! 

Up in the air and over the wall, 
Till I can see so wide, 
River and trees and cattle and all 
Over the countryside-- 

Till I look down on the garden green, 
Down on the roof so brown-- 
Up in the air I go flying again, 
Up in the air and down! 

Robert Louis Stevenson

Friday, September 12, 2014

She doesn't know it yet, but Lucy also likes Peggy Lee's I Am a Woman:

Lucy likes Santana:

Lucy likes Chicago's Make Me Smile:

Wednesday, September 10, 2014

I think Ariana is cute as punch:

Well, hellfire.

 I bought some new speakers for my desktop in May. I thought they'd gone out, so I bought some new ones -- cheaper and better. Turns out it was the sound card in my computer. Lyman's is fine.

The bipolar disorder is a little disconcerting, sometimes.