September 20

Change of topic – non-haiku.

I have been listening to some old cds as I scan in old  pictures.  Fun, but it does take a bit of time.  I found in my stash of cds one by Tom Russell, it is The Man From God Knows Where.  It is a series of songs about immigrants to the U.S., mostly Irish and Scandinavian.  It is worth a listen.

My great-great grand parents came from Ireland in 1854, running from the potato famine.  Another set of great, … grand parents came from England in the late 1700s.

I know this makes me a WASP – if anyone still uses that term.  However, we (or most of our families were immigrants at some point.  Remember this and show kindness to this eras immigrants.

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September 18

Home again,we’re home.

Mountain peaks are memories.

Pictures to enjoy.

September 17

As the sun beats down

And the sweat clings, I dream of

Flannel shirts and woolen socks.

September 15

Vacation soon ends,

Wyoming, Idaho, and

Montana – it sure was fun.

September 11

Clock ticking all night,

Sounding like my dog licking,

Carwyn go to sleep.