Showing posts with label magic happens. Show all posts
Showing posts with label magic happens. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 9, 2008

The Original


The thermometer says it a hundred and eight
Been this way for twelve days straight
Weather man says there's no relief on the way
I don't know what I'm gonna do
I'm just sitting here sweating and feeling so blue
While heaven is only three hours away




I'm Medina day dreaming
I want to go where the water's clear and cool
All day long in the back of my mind I've been scheming
Thinking about how I can get back there with you



There's a rock in the river where the water's so cold
I could just sit there till I grow old
Every time I've been there, the company's been so good
I like sitting and talking with all of my friends
Hoping our time there will never end
I'd be there today, if only I could




and I'm Medina day dreaming
I want to go where the water's clear and cool
All day long in the back of my mind I've been scheming
Thinking about how I can get back there with you



If I have a far away look in my eye
Don't even bother to wonder why
If you ask me, I won't even open my mouth
'Cause even on winter's coldest day
I'll be thinking about getting away
Just waiting for spring when I can be heading down South



I'm Medina day dreaming
I want to go where the water's clear and cool
All day long in the back of my mind I've been scheming
Thinking about how I can get back there with you
Sometimes Medina day dreaming's the only thing that gets me through.




Sorry, I don't have an mp3 to link to. This is one of my earlist songs.

Another song about the same place is Jano's Big Rock
My oldest daughter snapped this shot with a 110 camera as we were leaving one day.


Above the rock, you can see a hole in the cliff from which the rock fell. There are other indentions in the cliff that look like doors into the rock face when viewed driving slowly by or by sitting up on a friend's porch and watching the shadows change as the sun moves across the sky. The Native Americans who inhabitied the area called the place Seven Doors. It is truly a magical place full of wonderful memories and inspiration.


Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Lani's Obsession





At first glance, it appears that there is a red oak tree two feet off out patio. A closer look reveals two trees that have become one, their roots intertwined and their trunks wrapped together never to be separated.

It has provided wonderful shade for us this summer and our electric bills have been low . It also provides homes for squirrels, toads, snails and fairies.





The fairies have lived high in the branches during the summer sheltered by thick leaves. As the days have grown shorter, the leaves have begun to fall affording less cover for the fairies. They have been slowly moving down to their winter home at the base of the tree and under its roots. Lani is keeping a sharp eye on their movements through the space at the bottom where the trees have stayed just far enough apart to remind themselves of their individuality.








I think the fairies have enchanted her because she cannot stay away from the trees. She is so obsessed that she can hardly stay indoors long enough to eat. As soon as we open the door for her, she races around the trees to look into the hole from the other side then creeps back around to look in from the side nearest the house. She will chase the squirrels who are feasting on the bumper crop of acorns but always comes back to the patio where she lies on the concrete and stares at the gap between the trees. We have peered into the gap many times and can see nothing. However, if I listen closely, I can sometimes here the faint flutter of tiny wings.

Soundtrack for this post: Into the Mystic, Van Morrison