All My Snow Is Turning To Water...

All my snow is turning to water
All the warnings have all gone
I can't forgive the way they forecast
Because they always get it wrong

Altered from Souvenirs - John Prine

Souvenirs

A few of my John Prine Souvenirs; yep took me years to acquire them.

On the left side, my ticket - if you look real close you can see it - John Prine!

Next a magnet from Crusher (Tom) - it reads: I don't need a radio...I've got a JOHN PRINE song playing in my head all the time!

Also, from Crusher - JOHN PRINE in black and white (no shadows).

The christmas card is from K47 - she makes them, they are a delight to receive. She made one for me with cows, it is very dear to my heart.

The card from K47, hanging from the dove is a John Prine Air Freshener from Florida John.

Hope the dove of love nevers falls off its' perch or out of the partridge tree!

Holy Spooksville!

Happy Spooks Day!

Isn't this a great pumpkin!

Pumpkin Created/Designed by:

edbson

Thanks very much - hope you all have a safe, happy halloween.

Boo!

Snow Warning/Wind Warning/Power Outage Warning

How many warnings can one get - we have a snow warning today - solid 8" out there. The power outage warning is still in place along with the wind warning. I was outside shovelling the white stuff and it just keeps on coming. I still think I am going to drown in it! I had to take a break from it all and plodded on back to the house. Something came very close to my head, it was a duck! It landed right at my feet, I sat down to speak with it. I told Mrs. Duck you better head south, this is no place for you - she quacked at me. She kept quacking, I kept yapping - then Mr. Duck comes forth. They are both at my feet quacking away; I keep telling them you have to fly south, I cannot give you any food - you have to go now - then I started singing to them...ah, baby we gotta go now. They did not budge, they seem to be enjoying my John Prine.

The snow was blowing, the ducks were quacking. I was paying more attention to all the activities than that of where I had my snow shovel, I took a step and boom down I went, my boot caught the blade of the snowshovel - I cursed. Mr. and Mrs. Duck flew away and left me laying in a bed of the white stuff. I gathered myself, my snowshovel and came into the house. I told noisemaker, I have had enough - let it snow, let it snow, let it snow (I sang that part).

On the brighter side, folks attending John Prine Nashville at the Ryman only have 148 more days to go!

POA - Power Outage Alert

We have been alerted that our lil bit of a thing we call home has been placed on a power outage alert. Generally, when this happens - all hell can and does break. Trees snap and can hit you on the head when you are walking. There is no water, no toilet, because everything runs on electricity. There are no eveready batteries to make the toilet work; only the radio. Apparently, the cause of this is because we are to receive a major wind storm they claim will last up to 72 hours. Sh*t if it does, I will be uplifted to some yet higher place. Lord - I can barely compete with the mountain side let alone being uplifted like some cross your heart bra.

I am only trying to make light of a bad situation, it is not fun when this happens. Although, noisemaker and I do have a generator, the situation is tough. We spring into action when the power goes out like some fast forwarding tulips. Noisemaker runs for the generator, I run for the electrical cords. I then telephone the electrical company before the telephone lines are no longer. You can be doing all this in -20 below. I call to the elder folks down the road, telling them we are here - ok are you - what do you need - are your prescriptions filled?

Then, in a blink of an eye - the fine neighbor - Chris will come stumbling down the roadway like he is a trampled tulip - explaining the power is out. duhding, duhding. Rawhide!

Away from preparing for this so called power outage, I continue to Prine. I have slapped the photo of John Prine and I on every message, every forum I belong to. It is much appreciated and also much appreciated to me - I did not dream in my life on the mountain side that anyone would even care ... seems they do.

Thank you!
Best Prine Wishes to you and yours!

T. C. Douglas

I do not know if it is because my Dad past away in October or what but for a few days now I have been thinking of Tommy Douglas. Tommy Douglas was my Dad's hero, he had a strong belief in him.

Tommy Clement Douglas was born in Falkirk, Scotland on October 20th, 1904 and left our world in 1986. His family came to Winnipeg in 1910. Mr. Douglas was a Member of Parliament from 1935-1940. Premier of Saskatchewan 1944-1961 and again a Member of Parliament 1962-1979.

One of his famous quotes:

"Man can now fly in the air like a bird, swim under the ocean like a fish, he can burrow into the ground like a mole. Now if only he could walk the earth like a man this would be paradise".

T.C. Douglas was instrumental in instituting medicare for Canada. He assisted in the formation of the CCF Party (Co-operative Commonwealth Federation), which later would become the New Democratic Party.

The photo you are viewing is courtesy of The Douglas/Caldwell Foundation. See more here:
http://www.dcf.ca/en/tommy_douglas.htm

Each time I go to visit my Mom and Dad's gravesite I like to take some small gift, a token. I was planning a trip up north and decided to contact the Foundation to see if they had a photo of TC Douglas. I explained why I wanted it and they sent me the photo you see. I took the photo and placed it on the small pine tree we planted for our Mom and Dad.

My Dad and Mom were very proud - had a few giggles too. Y

Side Note For Centre For The Performing Arts Vancouver, B.C.

What a beautiful building it was for John Prine, I had not ever seen so many mirrors - damn near made me dizzy. There were no posters of John Prine...there was nothing to say he was dawning the stage at the venue. Odd, I thought. I inquired to no avail.

Canada Is A Glow For John Prine

As the Canadian John Prine tour is coming to a close, the glow of John Prine does and will continue, never too fade.

...leaves were falling just like embers
in colors red and gold they set us on fire
burning just like a moonbeam ... in our eyes
Killing The Blues (Rolly Salley)

I will have a strong Prine glow in British Columbia for years; I blew some over to Alberta. I only gave a lil bit of a spark to Manitoba as SE is located there, her glow is strong - mighty strong.

The Prine glow is country wide and we are Prine proud of it!

Thanks for coming to Canada, John Prine - Jason Wilber - David Jacques.

John Prine - Winnipeg

This is for you, SE.

Tomorrow evening SE and Mr. SE will be attending the John Prine concert in Winnipeg, Manitoba.

To SE and Mr. SE
May your hours with Prine
Be Smucksville
May your hearts never be still
And may your hearts always have
SLUAPO! (So Let Us All Prine On)

John Prine - Vancouver - Incidentals

Before I slip away off to Winnipeg - Prine (that is just for you, Mr. & Mrs. Skunkeye) I wanted to give note to a few incidentals from Vancouver - Prine.

Sara Watkins - see more at
www.sarawatkins.com

She was pretty good. One of the songs Sara sang was Early Morning Rain by Gordon Lightfoot. I clapped hard at that song, she played it well and it was a good choice, Canadian material. Her instrumental playing is good/secure. She fumbles around a bit with the microphone and she does, like John Prine - have nice boots!

John Prine, his voice was on tap. I should sit and have a beer with that fellow, but geez my time does not permit. Jason Wilber, his guitar playing on Angel From Montgomery was outstanding. Jason's ability to catch every flicker, every nod from John Prine - he does well. The elusive, David Jacques - he knows where to travel. He must be beer parlor material, I am thankful I caught up with he and Jason in the early morning rain.

I sensed that John Prine was changing up the set list. I noticed two times; whereby John would walk to Jason, nod at David and then viola it is Illegal Smile. A most appropriate song for my Province of British Columbia. Our bud industry is secure - first and foremost - it outshines the forest/mining industry.

There were nice folks I met along the way into Prine. The couple Mr. & Mrs. FDE who thought I was part of the huge bus program. Nancy and Paul from Penticton, B.C. The fellow in the elevator who informed me it was Jayzee night to which I had not one iota of understanding. Geez, I replied to him Jay Zed - it's Canada we do not say zee - it is zed. It breezed along over his head. I recalled a song by Jesse Winchester - I think, It Ain't Nothin' But A Breeze.

I met a few folks in the elevator; one young lad thought I was Fiona. (okay, yep I am a stunning picture of Fiona) *giggle, giggle*

As with any trip, there are bumps along the road. To my amazement, I am so close to the ground and very flexible, I can pick them unwanted rocks - move them aside - and proceed.

Last but by no means least, in the early morning hours of Friday - I was down streetside with a coffee in hand and smoking my morning cigarette. I noticed this fine looking gentleman, strolling down the street kind of like a Lucky Larue. I checked my streets signs to be certain I am not on Lucky Road, I scan the night clerk (where are my 2 x 4's, my flingers, I need to hit myself in the head...)

I looked at him and he looked at me and that's they way that the world go round.

John Prine Hatch Print - Autograph - with Jason Wilber

Goodness me, it has taken me days to take this photo. This is the best I can do - well actually, I probably could have done better. Eh, I needed to put the best foot forward, mine happens to be left and it comes complete with an LL Bean slipper.

There in black and white you can clearly see

'Thank You John Prine'. The other autograph is from Jason Wilber - it reads - Best Wishes Jason Wilber.

Next time to travel to the city I shall try to purchase a frame so as I can treasure it.

Sharpie Pen - courtesy of SkunkeyeJan

John Prine Hatch Print - courtesy of CrabbyChar

Hours of doing amateur photography - yours truly