TIME IN A BOTTLE

Okay here's something for everyone that may seem off track and may make you cry.  The latin form of Croci reminded me of Jim Croce.  I saw him once in a little coffee house in Philly.  There used to be places where you could actully go and have a cup of coffee or two and listen to live performances for hours.  

He was wonderful.  I loved his songs and his sincere and really moving performances.  Unfortunlately he died in 1973 at the tender age of 30 in a plane crash.  While looking up his music on youtube I was struck by the number of young people who bemoaned the loss of performances like his in the comments.  No electronic back up, no lip synching, just a guy with a guitar and a couple of back up players making their own music. 

So here is a link to one of his best known and most poignant pieces.  There is more to mourn than a talent lost young in this saga. LINK  If you really want to cry check out some of this other songs with him playing.

SPRING STREAM

The crucusses (or croci if you want to be true to the latin form) are gloriously covering the banks of the stream that runs through Merion park and spreading their joyful faces in blankets of pale purple under the trees.  From now until July for me is the best time of the year.  Everyday something new arrives to brighten the heart.

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