It's Another Saturday Night!

We look for her singing - her voice is mesmerizing. Last night, she sang "Change Gonna Come." Best Version I have ever heard.

And man, another Saturday Night in Asheville - just wonderful. We ate cake at Karen Donatelli Cake Design on Haywood St just up from Malaprops. Tiramusu, cupcakes, creations to die for. Even the water is sweet. I think you come out a changed person, sweeter and happier.

It might be another Saturday, and if you ain't got nobody, we've got sweet cake and heavenly music in Asheville.  Donatelli Cake Designs


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Good Morning Sunshine

Ever have one of those mornings where you wake up like Tigger, ready to bounce all through the day?

I had one this morning, but I think these flowers have them every day!

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The Wow of Clouds

Transcendence is supposed to be this big event, perhaps occurring in meditation or in some ashram. But for me the most amazing moments happen sitting on the porch or walking out of Ingles. Last night, we walked out of the Ingles on Tunnel Road and this display of beauty in color and light took my breath away.

Too often I have squandered the beauty of nature - either totally ignoring it or treating it like a backdrop to my life. But doesn't nature ignore me? And even if I exist for nature, am I not secondary to its mighty show of glory and force. If I drink in Nature, I feel peace, sometimes distress, sometimes indescribable joy but always alive.

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In the Valley of Love and Delight

Every morning as we got ready to go to school, I saw these two chairs and trees with a backyard that invited me in. I photographed it at different times of the morning to get the light right. Whenever I saw the two chairs beckoning me, I was transcended. To what I don't know. Maybe it's that lingering memory of my grandparents, born in 1902 and 1903, both sitting in their backyard together, he in is railroad overalls and her in a housedress and straw hat. They sat in lawn chairs together.

The story is that my grandfather was one of nine children who lived way out in Franklin and one day he laid down his hoe and started walking to Detroit. To join all the boys who migrated to make cars when cars were new. But he couldn't stay away. One day when back home he saw my grandmother, a woman with big bushy hair. He fell for her and eventually took her back with him to Detroit. My mother was born there but not long after they settled back home, in Asheville on Salola Street where they lived for 50 years.

These two chairs carry me back to a memory of a backyard where I saw my grandparents evening after evening for many years.

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