one thing today

  Slow goes the days of late ... this mid summer molasses time. I was going to  write about how great it is to walk thru thru the Village in the morning - and why - but its too detailed to do today. Instead, I share a message on a lamp post I spotted.                                                       You have not met                                                          all the people                                              who will love  you 

... was a brilliant painter during the Harlem Renaissance. I went to see his show at the Drawing Center. He was black, gay, poor and an alcoholic with mental health issues. Yet, he painted gorgeous portraits, cityscapes and abstract paintings before the Abstract Impressionist movement.    He was a great friend of Baldwin, Miller, O’Keefe, Stieglitz and other important artists of his time. I admire his dogged persistence and saddened by the homophobia and racism he encountered during his life.  

There are a lot of peeps on Youtube listening/reacting to Joni - hearing her for the first time. They're not accustomed to brilliant, literate storytelling set to music. Hejira, Edith and the Kingpin, Harrys House, Don’t Interrupt the Sorrow … lots of her beautiful, ultra dense ones.   And I love when I perceive what she’s up to - for the first time - more than a half century on.   M any of her songs trail off slowly. They take their time to end and I think what she’s doing is giving us time to think about what she just shared before we go into the kitchen to make toast. What a gal. My gal. More to follow. Always.

The winner of the first "Name the Pony" contest on The Roy Rogers Show was  Cheryl Anne Rhodes.  H er winning entry - Buttermilk. Ponytail, my entry, is better than Buttermilk.  And I just found out that the winner, along with 24 other kids, won ponies. So I feel better now. My mom would have never allowed me to have a pony. Goldfish - yes. Ponies - no chance in hell.  

   ... are believed to possess a primordial attraction to open  spaces.  This deep appreciation for open spaces and lush vegetation is believed to be rooted in our biological history and the adaptive advantages that such environments offer.  Two of those advantages are - we can readily see potential food sources and be warned of predators.

It's  Hard to Believe Monday .   Saturday night I roam around inside one of my closets and come across this pic of my childhood hero Roy Rogers. I  haven't seen it in years. I thought the OG Mr Rogers was the most handsome, kind and brave man on television and he was very lucky to be married to Dale - the most beautiful woman in the world. They both road horses and harmonized their boots off - just like my parental units. I entered their Name That Pony  contest - submitting Ponytail . I didn’t win. I hang the photo on my gallery wall. About 24 hours later, I am watching Granchester on Masterpiece Mystery. It’s about a detective and his family who live in an English hamlet in the 1950s where an inordinate number of murders occur. He has a very tight friendship with the Indian parson with the MGM looks. In one scene said parson sits at his desk - pondering whether to open a letter from his miscreant mother. He opens his desk draw and the letter is sitting on top of t...