My Father was born on April Fools Day. Our relationship was rocky. Dad wanted things his way because he was the father. I know this because he told me. I wanted things my way because I was the daughter. He knew that because I told him. We drew our lines in the sand, and we waited for the other to blink. For me it was very simple. My father was usually wrong, and I was right.
She started singing in 1931 and has never stopped in spite of being sidelined more than once. Marilyn Maye has lived through more crap than most of us will ever see. Talk about opportunities for having the blues. And yet she chooses the crow’s nest as her permanent home.
Is it possible that the women are not given equal opportunity to be seen on national television because they are, well, just women athletes? Good Gravy – could that be? Could something as blatant as public media snubbing of hundreds of college athletes be allowed to happen? And no one is commenting on it? Not even Scott Simon?
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Tulis, once more a unique essay! Love this – and I don’t like the dark unless I’m in a “quiet room” at a spa – but I appreciate your POV
Thanks. What do you think about that spa thing?
I like the dark too! And all of what you creatively describe in here, especially the trees finally being seen, yes yes yes!! Happy New Year Lady T!!!
You and I should grab a cup of tea and take a walk down the Mall.
I agree dear friend! And this sentence: “It’s the dark that is the home for magic.” Pure Tulis Magic!
This is clearly a case of great minds, think a like.
Love it. Your voice adds so much. I will rethink some of my attitude toward it being dark at 5:00!!
Seems like there must be a reason for it! That darkness. Lovely to hear from you.
I’m all for that extra week of darkness between Christmas and New Year. I think it’s when my own shoots grow, getting ready for the year ahead.
Let’s put this on the list for next year!
Let’s make that happen next year!
Tulis, I absolutely love this essay! You had me thinking of the dark in a different way. And I agree with Sandra Hall…it’s about your voice too & the presentation. Many thanks, dear friend.
Thanks my friend. And ywo weeks later I am eager for light!