I have decided to greet technology a little more generously in the New Year. I am letting my curmudgeonly self go. I continue to read snippets from The Measure of My Days by Florida Scott-Maxwell. I am entranced with her vision and wisdom.
We moved to this house in 1978. We never intended to stay, had both moved often and figured we would continue that pattern, but people come here and never leave. I saw this interview yesterday with Rita Abrams and then refreshed myself on the song about where I live. In some ways, it has changed. People are busier and there are more vehicles. When we moved here, everything could be bought downtown. There was a children's store, a toy store, and a men's shop that sold suits. Now, there are boutiques and galleries and high-end stores but the park is the same, the mountain, the natural beauty.
The first click gives the background and the second the song as it was recorded around here forty years ago. Enjoy!
May this day and the new year fulfill all your desires, wants, and needs!