There are all kinds of hostas all over creation...there are skulls hanging different place, and while I don't usually find that attractive, it sort of suits this place. I told Roger an artist lives there. Someone really has a good eye....
I swear I think if we ever passed and there was someone out, I would want to stop and ask could I park in their drive and take pics. I can never look all I want to look.
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I have been sitting looking back through my pictures...I have literally spent hours this night alone. Looking at the pictures of Tootie from when she was a baby on....remembering all the good times we have had with her here. Just kind of looking back over our life. Thinking about all the good times we have had, thinking it is going to be hard when Lo goes to school full time and cannot come at the drop of a hat if we get too lonesome for her.
Looking and remembering all the drives Roger and I have taken...just so many memories in all the photos. All these memories combined with things happening now brought this song to mind and I just have to share it.
I know it is not the most popular. Probably a lot of people have never heard of it, but is is one of my all time favorite songs and definitely my favorite of hers....so give it a listen if you want.
And if you don't want to listen, here are the words:
CITY STREETS
by Carole King
River wind is icy
Chills run through my bones
Tides of life are ebbing out
Between the cobblestones
The streets are on fire
With the burning sunrise
And over the water I look in vain
For love in someone's eyes
Oh, city streets
The stories that they tell
Oh, city streets
They can be heaven, they can be hell
Winter-colored morning
Gray and dirty brown
Reflecting the mood I'm in
Despair is all around
I long for sweet oblivion
To take me from my pain
Maybe bring me dreams of hope and faith
So I can break this chain
Oh, city streets
The stories that they tell
Oh, city streets
They can be heaven, they can be hell
Lovers with their arms entwined
Silhouettes against the light
A warm bed is waiting as they head home
After staying up all night
For them the city is magic
That's all they've ever known
I wish I could find the magic
But I'm scared and I'm feeling so alone
Oh, city streets
The stories that they tell
Oh, city streets
They can be heaven, they can be hell
Oh, city streets
The stories they have known
Oh, city streets, city streets, city streets
