Saturday, June 30, 2007

Delicious

The scent of jasmine to the nose is like the taste of butter to the tongue, delicious. My jasmine pots are blooming and the heady scent is a tantalizing aroma, yummy.

It will be another hot day here in Alabama but green is all around and my crepe myrtle are blooming a light dusty lavender hue after waiting patiently for 4 years of regrowth from the ground up. Maybe i'll take a picture.

God is soo good....quoting Kay Lancaster

Wednesday, June 27, 2007

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Sat, 16 June 2007
Pitch Pipecast: Episode 5
Episode 5 is a sneak preview of the new Vocal Union album "Just Like the Old Days." Gary Miller, leader of the Vocal Union, joins the Pipecast and tells about the background of the songs on the album. Six different songs are included in this Pipecast, and you get to hear them two weeks before the album releases. Only on the Pipe! Based in Nashville, Tennessee, VU has been touring the country for the past eleven years performing for special church events, community concerts and fund raisers. Their fan base has spread worldwide with fans from Iceland, Nigeria, Brazil and other countries. Vocal Union's style ranges from high-energy traditional, to tight harmony jazz and soulful spirituals, to contemporary street corner a capella. Their website can be found at www.vocalunion.com.

Monday, June 25, 2007

Makes you think.

A friend sent this to me today. Makes you think...rc

GOD: Frank, you know all about gardens and nature. What in the world is going on down there on the planet? What happened to the dandelions, violets, thistle and stuff I started eons ago? I had a perfect no-maintenance garden plan. Those plants grow in any type of soil, withstand drought and multiply with abandon. The nectar from the long-lasting blossoms attracts butterflies, honeybees and flocks of songbirds. I expected to see a vast garden of colors by now. But, all I see are these green rectangles.

ST. FRANCIS: It's the tribes that settled there, Lord. The Suburbanites. They started calling your flowers "weeds" and went to great lengths to kill them and replace them with grass.

GOD: Grass? But, it's so boring. It's not colorful. It doesn't attract butterflies, birds and bees; only grubs and sod worms. It's sensitive to temperatures. Do these Suburbanites really want all that grass growing there?

ST. FRANCIS: Apparently so, Lord. They go to great pains to grow it and keep it green. They begin each spring by fertilizing grass and poisoning any other plant that crops up in the lawn.

GOD: The spring rains and warm weather probably make grass grow really fast. That must make the Suburbanites happy.

ST. FRANCIS: Apparently not, Lord. As soon as it grows a little, they cut it-sometimes twice a week.

GOD: They cut it? Do they then bail it like hay?

ST. FRANCIS: Not exactly, Lord. Most of them rake it up and put it in bags.

GOD: They bag it? Why? Is it a cash crop? Do they sell it?

ST. FRANCIS: No, Sir, just the opposite. They pay to throw it away

GOD: Now, let me get this straight. They fertilize grass so it will grow. And, when it does grow, they cut it off and pay to throw it away?

ST. FRANCIS: Yes, Sir.

GOD: These Suburbanites must be relieved in the summer when we cut back on the rain and turn up the heat That surely slows the growth and saves them a lot of work.

ST. FRANCIS: You aren't going to believe this, Lord. When the grass stops growing so fast, they drag out hoses and pay more money to water it so they can continue to mow it and pay to get rid of it.

GOD: What nonsense. At least they kept some of the trees. That was a sheer stroke of genius, if I do say so myself. The trees grow leaves in the spring to provide beauty and shade in the summer. In the autumn, they fall to the ground and form a natural blanket to keep moisture in the soil and protect the trees and bushes. It's a natural cycle of life.

ST, FRANCIS: You better sit down, Lord. The Suburbanites have drawn a new circle. As soon as the leaves fall, they rake them into great piles and pay to have them hauled away.

GOD: No. What do they do to protect the shrub and tree roots in the winter to keep the soil moist and loose?

ST. FRANCIS: After throwing away the leaves, they go out and buy something which they call mulch. They haul it home and spread it around in place of the leaves.

GOD: And where do they get this mulch?

ST FRANCIS: They cut down trees and grind them up to make the mulch.

GOD: Enough! I don't want to think about this anymore. St. Catherine, you're in charge of the arts. What movie have you scheduled for us tonight?

ST. CATHERINE: "Dumb and Dumber", Lord. It's a story about....

GOD: Never mind, I think I just heard the whole story from St Francis.