Scattered thoughts...some old...some new....

The chair I sit in now was my grandmother's...it sat in front of the old organ that I had to pump the footpeddles to get air moving through pipes in order to get my version of Mary Had a Little Lamb to fill the room...I had such style as I played...I don't remember the chair slanting like this though...maybe age has changed the chair as it has me...or maybe I adapted then because the music was the thing....

Music....touching parts of me...have you ever run with a kite on a string? Running and trying to catch that pocket of air that would cause the spool of string to spin as the kite flew higher and higher until you could almost stand still and watch it swirl right and left..have you tugged at the string only to feel the resistance...smiling because you know it will take a great deal of force to pull that kite back to earth....that is what music does to me....listening .....I don't want to come down to earth...I just want to fly......

Old and new....the pictures of my grandmother's house...one a sketch as it was a few years ago...another a photograph I took when I was 16...they could have been done on the same day because the place has remained unchanged as the world around it continues to change..year by year, day by day and moment by moment...the house being the one constant in my life as we moved from place to place....even now as I lean on it to bring some things into perspective....

Home...each house I lived in was home after mom put her pictures on the wall and placed her cast iron frying pan on the stove....I have finally had the chance to nail in 2 nails that hold pictures to tie me to this attic room as home and after this to the new house that will be home....

Scattered thoughts...one day they will tie together and be an answer in how they flow....until then they go down as scattered