Wal-Mart Invasion

As rustic and natural as Northern NY can be, there apparently seems to be room for Wal-Mart amidst the pine trees. Employment is a major issue way up here. Yes this is NY, but no we are not living off city wages and minimum wage+ Wal-Mart is awfully enticing to many around here. What's a back woods town to do?

The Herbal Apocathary

Look at the links! The Herbal Apocathary now up and running. I would appreciate your input on that blog as well. Now is the perfect time for harvesting wild roots and vegetables. Find out more about scrumptious fiddle head ferns. Click on Herbal Apocathary in the links.

Gypsy Wind

I remember a time when the wind was unchanging.

Predictable, it came from the east.

Lately the wind has been lacking in power and at times it has even ceased.

It's not saying that things will be alright

It's not saying that we will be safe at night.

The warm wind now blows cold in the middle of the day

and I keep my jacket on.

A little sun through the clouds may be what it takes

to keep us from wandering and to stay in place.

The tiptoe ballet

The tiptoe ballet was performed on the decrepit, rusty, won over by nature rooftop of a stage at dawn.

The symphony played the beautiful classics dripping with harmonious melody.

Somehow, the cold carried the notes of sorrow-filled raindrops to dance their dance in the early-spring air and to make the metronome notes even crisper.

Tapping shoes soon replaced the ballet slippers; tapping in time, rattling the rooftop in a tin based tune consisting slightly of jazz tainted blues.

But what is a piece without a grand finale?

Thunderous base roars over the sky emphasized by a light show that would provoke power in even the meekest of souls.

Looking from beneath the stage, one can only see the rain draped off the balcony where the audience had poured into like a stream given vent. And the music played on until the sweet ballads subdued in somberness were lulled to an extended drop of a note in G Clef.