They were throwing out four crates of vinyl two thirds classical one third jazz-
Next week I spotted a turntable and amplifier and thought, that's a must have!
I rent an old chook shed 100mtrs long full from one end to the other with things from decades gone...
They think I am a horder and that may be true but it's full of dreams and memories and today one came true-
I hooked up turntable and amp to the old analogue speakers my wife swapped for a sound bar-
A fiddle here
A jiggle there
Wola!
Music in the air...
Beethoven, Mozart, Benny Goodman and his crew, Louise Armstrong, Count Basie, just to name a few...
I feel blessed in so many ways-
Stopped by the roadside today to buy some fruit-
The seller was Syrian only been in this country a short time-
His truck had a flat battery-
A call from the divine...
Took a moment but we got his truck to go...
Gave me a box of very nice fruit,
Wouldn't take no.
Back in the shed it's hot out side but I am in the cool...
Grateful for everything-
This silly old fool.
Putting on the records
The sound blew me away
Sittin' back with a smoke and a beer
Thankin' the Lord for another day.
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The heart of the wise is in the house of mourning, but the heart of fools is in the house of mirth.
Amen.
Excellent write
Thanks
You're welcome
A rich experience you led me through, mate. More than glad you had such a great day.
Thanks Dave, it was a good day. May we have a few more!
You remind me of my late father whose wise combing of the neighborhood trash in my childhood netted us furniture my parents reupholstered to good use. However, when he tossed his collection of the Beatles and etc. he left nary lp unbroken, cuz that's how we do things. Very lovely rendition and winsomely tendered with the perfect smattering of key details. Me loves.
Xx
Me too.
Wonderful words 2781, I too have a lot of 'stuff' in my house and should get rid of a lot of it but I won't as I say to people "Stuff is important."
Andy
Thanks Andy, I spent two years crying after my mother died. Finding memories and messages. Stuff help change my life!
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