Wednesday, July 24, 2013
Well, my time went so quickly
I went lickety splitly
Out to my ol' '55.
As I pulled away slowly
Feeling so holy, God knows
I was feeling alive
And now the sun's coming up
I'm ridin' with Lady Luck
Freeways, cars and trucks
Stars beginning to fade
And I lead the parade
Just a wishin' I'd stayed a little longer
Oh Lord, the feeling's getting stronger
with many thanks to Tom Waits for his lyrics and his song, "Ol' 55."
There are a couple of ways to look at where I am today. I suppose some might look at it and see this.
I consider the alternative and choose
I'm glad my body is in good working order,
that I have a family to love
photo by Sara Stratton
and that I live in a place I adore.
I like that Sabatia angularis opens into abundant bloom on July 24.
I'm glad that Mr. Antill spares the weedy bank where they grow as he mows the township roadsides.
The chicory and Queen Anne's lace and butterfly weed will grow back. This one is a biennial; it won't.
And so I stand up for it, and it stands up and shouts Hallelujah!
Seems like it's just for me.
Maybe because I'm out there every morning,
My beloved Piper, ringing the morning bell.