thank you...   

        

 

                                 

I'm waitin' for everybody to go to bed...I feel gloomy like the weather I guess...no good books to read and I hate TV....take a bath and go to bed ...call it a day...my big night off...really wish I had a jug...been a long time since I tied one on...maybe about time...I try not to let people, places and things spin me outta control so easy any more....makes life easier all the way around...and as we all know life can be hard enough without our addin' to it...mushrooms are up...thats what I need to do...take a day or two and go get a sack load of mushrooms...I think they have a nutty flavor...I always sniff deep when I find one...I love that woodys smell they have..dirt...I love the smell of dirt in the deep woods...there is a cedar bald rock where a wonderful bunch of old cedars grow and the mushrooms are thick...time out and about in nature...alone time...down time...quiet time....

Blue
Oh, so lonesome for you
Why can't you be blue over me?

Blue
Oh, so lonesome for you
Tears fill my eyes 'til I can's see
3 o'clock in the morning, here am I
Sittin' here so lonely, so lonesome I could cry

Blue
Oh, so lonesome for you
Why can't you be blue over me?
Now that it's over, I realize
Those weak words you whispered, were nothing but lies

Blue
Oh, so lonesome for you
Why can't you be blue over me?
Why can't you be blue over me?

                                            

                               

O' my Luve's like a red, red rose,
That's newly sprung in June;
O my luve's like the melodie
That's sweetly play'd in tune.--

As fair art thou, my bonie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will love thee still, my Dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry.--

Till a' the seas gang dry, my Dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun:
I will love thee still, my Dear,
While the sands o' life shall run.--

And fare thee weel, my only Luve!
And fare thee weel, a while!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho' it were ten thousand mile!

~Robert Burns