Saturday, December 29, 2012

Hey Stinky...get out of bed and get that turkey out of the oven, make me a sandwich to pack in my BeeGees lunch box.

Monday, April 23, 2012

My son and youngest child turned 20 years old this month.  I have been thinking about one of my favorite Joni Mitchell songs and how the lyrics have become more relevant.

 

This is Hayden on a painted pony.

The Circle Game

by Joni Mitchell


Yesterday a child came out to wonder
Caught a dragonfly inside a jar
Fearful when the sky was full of thunder
And tearful at the falling of a star

Then the child moved ten times round the seasons

Skated over ten clear frozen streams
Words like when you're older must appease him
And promises of someday make his dreams

And the seasons they go round and round

And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return we can only look
Behind from where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game *

Sixteen springs and sixteen summers gone now

Cartwheels turn to car wheels thru the town
And they tell him take your time it won't be long now
Till you drag your feet to slow the circles down

And the seasons they go round and round

And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return we can only look
Behind from where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game

So the years spin by and now the boy is twenty

Though his dreams have lost some grandeur coming true
There'll be new dreams maybe better dreams and plenty
Before the last revolving year is through

And the seasons they go round and round

And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return we can only look
Behind from where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game

I photograph him every year on his Birthday wearing the Jacket that his father wore when he married me.  

2002
 
                                                     2012