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This is a photo of me on Tuesday morning. I was not thinking of jumping.

The world flies by. We forget.

I am glad, gladder than glad (Glatter than glad) that Obama will remain president for the next 4 years. But I am also almost as glad that the most cynical election in history is over. I think it speaks to a very sad time in our country. The money; the waste. Forgive us all our folly. Now let’s get Citizen’s United overturned. Power to the people.

(it is barely sunny out here. this image is bullshit, but the sentiment is not)

I’ve been having a bang-up time out here on the West Coast. Many good things. A friend we hadn’t yet met in-the-flesh came out to see us on Tuesday. Someone both Hubby and I have known only via blogging and the internet. This is the world in which we live, in which great things can happen, in which our best selves can come to light.

We did not take a photo of Katharine, as per her request, but you know she was here by the photo she took of us. We are in a cave; not an underground cave, a sea cave.

What else? Rock carvings in front of oceanfront mansions

I love this bird

it is a marbled godwit, not a whimbrel or a dowitcher, but I wonder what the birds would make of our names for them, our folly, our need

ART

private

public

and rogue

These are my 2 songs of choice for the reelection of Obama, the same ones I listened to over and over last time around

(Sorry for the cheesy visuals on this next one. They’ve pulled all the well-recorded live versions from back in the day)

Shout it from the rooftops. GLORY GLORY HALLELUJAH!!!

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Yesterday I took my youngest to a dr’s appt in Springfield (1/2 hour-ish drive) and we listened to Sound of Music in the car. This was a staple of my kids’ childhood and it had been a long time since I’d listened to it. It was a staple of my own childhood, too, come to think of it. We sang along and sang along and sang along while we admired Julie Andrews’ multiple-octave range.

Speaking of multiple-octave ranges, we then listened to Mahalia Jackson. How sweet the sound!

I took a new way home so as to avoid a 3-mile traffic jam which we saw on 91 N as we were heading south. But I did a silly thing and ended up seeing more of Chicopee, Massachusetts than I ever thought possible. I took 116 North and it went on and on and on forever. I suppose I’ll never drive that route again unless I have to.

One cool thing was crossing the Connecticut River in a spot where the bridges and water and trees were an interesting jumble off in the distance. I couldn’t look for long because I was driving. The day was bright and sunshiny and my kid is pretty amenable when you take her anywhere alone in the car (with older sister is an entirely different story).

That’s a good day in my book.

A couple of Sundays ago, I took the girls to some antique/thrift shops up on Rtes 5 and 10 in S. Deerfield. That was fun. Violet got a good bargain on a bunch of oldish, broken watches. She thinks she can take them apart to use for projects/jewelry making. She also found a 1950s-circa silk dress that is fabulous and only 15 bucks. This is not a price one finds much any more on vintage clothing. It’s in tip top condition and a perfect fit.

Annie was happy with a couple of old glass bottles.

My greatest buy was 3 hats for 5 bucks each. Vintage hats nowadays run upwards of 15 dollars each (if you’re lucky), so I don’t buy them any more. This was a bargain and I’ll be going back to the same place some day to see if they restock. So fun! Hooray!

This one is the oldest and in the best condition, the veil is still intact and it has covered metal stays on either side inside.

A goofy thing is that each hat is a shade of purple; I didn’t try to find purple hats, it just worked out that way.

Here’s a goofy one with “flowers.” It looks sort of pirate-y:

You’ll have to suffer in not getting to see the other hat. I’m too dang tired to take another photo and I’ve just inherited a situation in which I have to frost some chocolate cupcakes with chocolate ganache that was taking too long to cool and set for Annie to do herself before bedtime (there’s a going-away party for a dear classmate tomorrow).

My keyboard is practically covered in chocolate ganache fingerprints, but I did finish the cupcakes and can now go to bed. 3 sticks of butter in that ganache recipe. Ridiculous, Martha Stewart, absolutely ridiculous! I should kick your ass.

I couldn’t resist one more photo after all

strange-looking cupcake in lower right corner actually has flaked chocolate on top, designated for the going-away kid

So long, farewell, auf wiedersehn, good night!

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Greetings! We didn’t get much rain in my neighborhood, but our neighbors to the north (Brattleboro, VT and right up the river in Turner’s Falls, MA) were underwater in a lot of places.  There has been a lot of flooding and a lot of tree damage, roads busted up, buildings traveling downstream. My family got lucky this time.

I am sticking to Music Monday in spite of the tragedy that befell many over the weekend and late last week. Trying to keep it light but deep at the same time.

How can you be unhappy when you hear Mahalia singing?

Now will you look at this

High heels and a dress, style, poise, bravado, braggadocio, electric guitar, and great gospel singing to boot! Still in the aquatic vein, Ladies and Gentlemen, Sister Rosetta Tharpe:

Before you get the idea that I think we are being punished by God or some higher being for some evil or other, I have a question: how does anyone know what God knows? Tell me your story and I’ll tell you mine.

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