You say “Crazy world, isn’t it?” and your friends readily agree. But unless you and your friends are potters or other ceramics-making folk, you may not know what Crazing is.

You say “Crazy world, isn’t it?” and your friends readily agree. But unless you and your friends are potters or other ceramics-making folk, you may not know what Crazing is.

What’s the worst that can happen if you add a flower and a smile to a tree and a sad person?

Here a character refused to be more than a walk-on, showing a wisdom beyond his “author.”

A talking, disappearing dog happens by.

Our ethereal correspondent takes a loving look at Leon.

This was a good idea, a tribute to four deserving women with lovely singing voices who also happened to inspire, and thus be Muses. The execution isn’t so hot, but that’s what I get for using the Unforgiving Pen for this one.
Mama Cass Elliot was compared by Graham Nash to Gertrude Stein, that patron of the arts of yesteryear. Joni Mitchell inspired Nash to write “Our House,” one of the loveliest songs ever written in the service of describing the bliss of ordinary life. Linda Ronstadt inspired Jerry Brown, called by some “Governor Moonbeam.” She also showed up in one of Paul Simon’s songs in his classic “Graceland.” And Carole King inspired an entire generation in general, and James Taylor in particular.
Brava, sweet-sounding Ladies. I hope some day to do you better justice.

Sing O Muse
Saintly Mama Cass had donned a muu-muu with some room
Innocence in Joni Mitchell fed her aperçu
Next came Linda Ronstadt with a songbird’s light caress
Go-to gals like Carole King rule airways with finesse
People are starting to leave their masks off and not washing their hands that 20 crucial seconds. Friends, the curve is not flat yet.

Do yourself a Flavor of the Great Human Adventure . . .

Clichés–gotta not-love ’em.

The 2 x 10K Plan.
