Tuffy P snapped these photos out in the back yard this afternoon.
comment 0
Froggy went a courtin’
Let’s listen to Suzy Bogguss sing one of my fave tunes, Froggy Went a Courtin’. Some of you may say, but it’s a kid’s song???…to which I say, I’m not nearly ready to grow up yet.
Little piece of cornbread layin’ on the shelf….if you want any more you got to sing it yourself….
Alphabet Garden
Last year at a so-called antique show, I bought a bunch of plastic letters. I’ve had in various places in the back yard. This particular garden is one I started last year as a veggie garden, but this year I’m planting mostly perennials. Tuffy P had the idea of using some of the letters to turn it into an alphabet garden.
Here you can see it from a lower viewpoint, with the grizzly bear in the background (I moved it today), an imagination station on the left, and Mr. Froggy in the background on the right.
Clawhammer on the Front Porch
Tuffy P took this shot of me this afternoon playing a little banjo on the front porch.
No Sunshine
Well there is lots of sunshine this morning at 27th Street. However, here are Laura Boosinger and Josh Goforth doing a nice job on the Bill Withers tune Ain’t no Sunshine. I was listening to a number of videos of their performances this morning when I came across this one. It may seem strange to hear a clawhammer banjo player do this tune, but given that Mr. Withers grew up in a coal mining family in W. Virginia, maybe an Appalachian approach is appropriate.
Roseland Plant Sale
This morning we visited the Roseland Horticultural Society’s annual plant sale at Eglinton Flats. This sale is a great opportunity to buy a really good variety of plants at very reasonable prices – we try to attend each year.
Search terms
Several people have somehow or another landed on this piece of cyber-real estate, the land of milk and honey, if you will….after searching: where to find morels in Southern Ontario.
My response: what’s a morel?
Sleep Late in the Morning
I took 3 days this week away from the work-a-day world, a kind of mini-vacation if you will, the kind of mini-vacation you take when you have no plans at all, a kind of lazin’ around, gone fishin’, hiking through the woods, bummin’ around, messing in the garden, goofin’ around with the dogs kind of mini-vacation. Now I like my job a lot, but I confess this morning when I woke up, facing the prospect of re-engaging with the working world, I thought, you know a guy could get used to sleeping late in the morning.
I thought I’d better consult an expert at this matter. Here’s Mr. David Bromberg.
Scouting
I went for a hike today, scouting around to see if any yellow morels may have started fruiting. I didn’t see any morels, and judging from what I saw today, I’d say we’re still a week early. (all of this is entirely in my imagination of course, as any old fool knows there are no edible mushrooms in Ontario).
Even with no mushrooms to show for it, the hike was excellent and the rain held off until after I got home.
Time for a train song
Here’s the Orange Blossom Special done 4 ways….
First the Johnson Mountain Band…
Fiddlin’ Arthur Smith…
Charlie McCoy on harmonica…
and finally, Don Rich with Buck Owens and the Buckaroos…
27th Street 