This sculpture group fiddles and picks and sashays year round in front of the Asheville Civic Center. When I was in there last Friday, they were already decked out for Christmas.
I'm wondering what lively tune they're playing. I'm going to be in need of some peppy music. As of last night, I was in the closing chapters of my proof reading. Now for the Christmas preparations -- cooking, cleaning (roust those dogs off the sofas,) wrap and mail packages, pull out holiday decor . . . aye, law, let the revels commence!
Popular Posts
-
Shawled in morning fog, The distant mountain sleeps -- no Shout disturbs its peace. The shoots of the forsythia, thick with yellow flowers,...
-
A response to the picture prompt from Magpie Tales . . . with apologies for where my mind has taken me . . . The old candy man swore ...
-
What with the Missus being away in Texas helping our SIL manage our little nephew and niece while she recovers from surgery, I have been liv...
-
Quel bummer! ( as we who are to be published in French say) --- I just saw the short list for the SIBA awards and OLD WOUNDS is not on it. ...
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment