Monthly Archives: February 2023

1, 2, 3, 4 – Love Is In Da Blog 2023 – Day 28 (final) – Our Choice

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Today is the final day of Love Is In Da Blog for February 2023.

I’d like to thank Bee, our hostess, for offering this fun challenge. I’ve had a great time finding songs, and hearing what everyone has added to the playlist. 🙂

Thanks to everyone who stopped by to hear a song. Hope you liked them. I appreciate all the likes and comments!

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“1, 2, 3, 4”, by the Plain White T’s, was released in 2008, from their album, “Big Bad World”. It was written by Tom Higgensen, and is on the Hollywood label.

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Share Your World

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Share Your World

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  • Did you attend Sunday School at your local church as a child?

I did go once in awhile as a kid, and we’d have vacation bible school for an hour or so for a week in the summer time. I’d go to Sunday school and regular church more often as a teen, but not totally regular. I just went with my friends.

  •  Did you attend after school classes ie. drama, sports, as a teenager?

No, I didn’t attend any after school programs. I was not then, nor now a joiner in anything.

  •  Did you go to evening classes after you had left school?

I went to business school after high school, part time. It was some classes in the mornings and go to a job in the afternoons. Then there were evening classes. I enjoyed it, but didn’t get to graduate, because of the F5 tornado that blew into our city at that time. The school was damaged and never reopened.

  •  Do you now belong to any groups/meetings (ie WI, single (not dating), young Mums, slimming clubs, young wives,  Men’s hobbies )

No, I do not belong to anything like these and never have. I do not join things.

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Flower of the Day – Red Roses

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Flower of the Day – Red Roses

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“Of all flowers, methinks a rose is best.” – William Shakespeare, The Two Noble Kinsmen

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For Cee’s Flower of the Day:

https://ceenphotography.com/2023/02/27/fotd-february-28-bearded-iris/#like-67947

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Higher – Love Is In Da Blog 2023 – Day 27 – Alternative in 2000

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Our prompt: An Alternative Love Song from your 50’s (if you are younger, choose your own)

I don’t know if this is mainly an alternative band, but this song was labeled as such. And, I like most all their songs, including this one. It also falls into the right time frame for the prompt.

The only difference isTo let love replace all our hate

From Wiki:

Higher” is a song by American rock band Creed. It was released on August 31, 1999, as the lead single from their second studio album, Human Clay. The song became the bands breakthrough hit as it was their first song to reach the top ten on the US Billboard Hot 100 where it peaked at number seven in July 2000. It spent a total of 57 weeks upon the survey, the longest stay for any Creed song on the Hot 100. “Higher” also became the band’s second chart-topping hit on rock radio as it topped both the Modern Rock and Mainstream Rock charts, for a then-record of 17 weeks.

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When dreaming I’m guided to another worldTime and time againAt sunrise I fight to stay asleep‘Cause I don’t wanna leave the comfort of this place‘Cause there’s a hunger, a longing to escapeFrom the life I live when I’m awakeSo let’s go thereLet’s make our escapeCome on, let’s go thereLet’s ask can we stay?
Can you take me higher?To a place where blind men seeCan you take me higher?To a place with golden streets
Although I would like our world to changeIt helps me to appreciateThose nights and those dreamsBut, my friend, I’d sacrifice all those nightsIf I could make the Earth and my dreams the sameThe only difference isTo let love replace all our hateSo let’s go thereLet’s make our escapeCome on, let’s go thereLet’s ask can we stay?
Can you take me higher?To a place where blind men seeCan you take me higher?To a place with golden streets
So let’s go thereYeah, let’s go thereCome on, let’s go thereLet’s ask can we stay?
Up high I feel like I’m alive for the very first timeSet up high I’m strong enough to take these dreamsAnd make them mine
Set up high I’m strong enough to take these dreamsAnd make them mine
Can you take me higher?To a place where blind men seeCan you take me higher?To a place with golden streets
Can you take me higher?To a place where blind men seeCan you take me higher?To a place with golden streets
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Mark Tremonti / Scott Stapp
Higher lyrics © BMG Rights Management, O/B/O Capasso, Reservoir Media Management Inc, Warner Chappell Music, Inc
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Weekend Sky # 89 – Yesterday’s Dust Storm Photos 2/26/23

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Weekend Sky # 89 – Yesterday’s Dust Storm Photos 2/26/23

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Sunday – 5:38 to 5:51 p.m.

Here are some of my photos: These are exactly as I took them, no filters or touch ups at all.  As usual the dirt was so thick we couldn’t see across the lake to the houses or the road. If there were cars driving, we sure couldn’t see them. It gets dangerous!

These are some photos people tweeted about our dust storm yesterday. We had hurricane force winds of 77 miles per hour, (123.9 km/h) with blowing dust all day. We’ll have more today but not quite as bad.

I did see a poor Canada Goose trying to fly – it was trying to go straight, but the wind was blowing it sideways. I’ve seen birds before trying to fly in our wind storms. It looks like they are stuck in one spot while flapping their wings because the wind is so strong it won’t let them go forward.

To see lots of photos around town and the area click on the bottom where it says ‘read 131 replies’ (more keep coming in)

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Flower of the Day – Pink African Violets

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Flower of the Day – Pink African Violets

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Small pink/purple flowers with tiny yellow center part. I read that violets are February’s flower.

 

 

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For Cee’s Flower of the Day:

https://ceenphotography.com/2023/02/26/fotd-february-27-dahlia-2/

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Two Souls: Into the Fire # 111

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Ghost stayed at the table awhile longer, dozing off. He was awakened by Steve calling for him. Going into the bedroom, Steve asked, “You okay?”

“Yeah, guess so. What do you need? I’ll get it for you.”

“Um…this is kinda awkward,” Steve said, ” but, I need you to help me up. I gotta go use the bathroom.”

Ghost grinned, “Ya want me to…”

“No…just help me in there. I can do the rest by myself…jeeze…” Steve laughed.

So, Ghost helped him onto his crutches, and watched him hobble down the hall. He straightened Steve’s bed, and brought some water and his medicine.

“You’re supposed to take these,” Ghost reminded Steve, when he returned. “It’s been a long time since you had any.”

“Yeah, I guess it is time.” Steve took the pills. “I’m tired of laying in the bed, now. Maybe I can sit on the couch and prop up my leg. Grab a pillow, will ya?”

Ghost got the pillow, and a blanket, and helped Steve get comfortable in the living room.

“Can you get me something to eat, too?” Steve asked. “Just a sandwich is fine.”

“Okay, I’ll get it…and, ya want to watch a movie, or something?”

“Yeah, we could do that,” Steve said.

Ghost snuggled close to Steve on the old couch, as the movie played, but they both fell asleep before it was over. Sometime in the night, they made their way to their bedrooms.

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They slept until mid-morning, and were up having breakfast, when Kinsey came back to check on them. He brought Terry with him.

“Hey, guys,” Terry said, when he came in. “How’s the cripple and his cohort, this morning?”

“We did fine, Terry. Y’all get some coffee. What’s been going on?”

“Oh, you know…the usual. Things are getting back to normal after the storm, and the power’s back on everywhere. There were a couple of trees taken down, by the snow and all, but all in all, not too bad. Business is slow these days, though,” Terry said.

“Well,” Kinsey said, “I’m opening the club tonight…see who shows up. Terry and the guys are going to play a show for Halloween. It should be a crowd by then. Do you think you and Ghost can make it?”

“I’ll see how it goes,” Steve said, “but, yeah, we’ll probably be there. Ya want to Ghost?”

“Sure, when is it?” Ghost asked.

Steve rolled his eyes, “It’s on Halloween…uh, not this weekend, but the next.”

“Everyone can wear costumes, if they want to,” Kinsey said. “I don’t imagine R. J. will be having his usual house party, this year, being that he’ll be playing with Gumbo until late, but it should be fun.”

“Yeah, y’all should come,” Terry said. “It’ll be a great party.”

Ghost hadn’t said anything else to anyone, but went to get more coffee. While his back was turned, Kinsey mouthed silently to Steve, “How’s he doing?”

Steve shook his head and shrugged, “Still, moody,” he whispered. “I think he’s still a little sick…don’t feel good.”

Ghost turned around. “I know y’all are talking about me. I’m ok, Kinsey…I just don’t feel good. My throat is hurting again, and my head hurts real bad. But, I’ll be ok. I still have medicine to take, so…so…just ask me, okay. Don’t whisper behind me, ’cause I can hear it anyway…so, just don’t.”

“What’s eating you, Dude?” Terry asked. He hadn’t heard about the latest blow-up, yet.

They all looked at Terry, like he’d upset the balance of the universe, or something.

“What…what’d I say?” Terry asked. “You guys are all acting weird today.”

Steve sputtered an explanation of sorts…”We’re fine, it’s nothing…we’re not weird, right, Ghost?”

Ghost was disgusted with all of them. He grabbed his jacket from the back of the kitchen chair. “Fuck you all…I gotta get outta here…” He left out the back door, slamming it behind him.

Steve, Kinsey, and Terry were left with their mouths hanging open. “Dude…” Terry finally said, then decided he better leave. “C’mon, Kinsey, let’s get going. I don’t want to hear anymore.”

“Wait, y’all, don’t go, it’s okay,” Steve said.

“Steve, Ghost just needs to take a break…he’ll be back in a little while. We need to go, too, so…later, man,” Kinsey said. They left Steve sitting alone at the table.

“Well, this is just great,” Steve said to the empty room. “Leave the injured person all by himself…I see how it is…nobody cares…just go on and do your own thing, everybody. Don’t worry about ‘ol Steve…uh-uh…”

He pulled himself up from the table, and managed to get his crutches under his arms, then eased over to the window. He didn’t see Ghost anywhere in the back yard. “Well, shit…guess I’ll just go back to bed, then,” he said.

He made his way back down the hall, and got into his bed, with little trouble. “See, everyone, I did it. I didn’t need your help, anyway.” He lay back and closed his eyes.

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Some time later, Steve was awakened by Ghost, barreling into the house. “Steve, Steve, where are you?”

“Back here,” Steve called out. “What the hell you making so much noise about?”

“Steve, look what I found,” Ghost said, as he came into the bedroom. He unbuttoned his jacket, and took out a tiny, black and white kitten.

Steve smiled, as Ghost handed the kitten to him. “Aww, he’s so cute…where’d ya find him?”

“I was at my grandmother’s grave, and he just walked up and got in my lap. It’s just like the one I found in that motel in Tennessee, isn’t it?”

“Kinda, but this one is a baby,” Steve said, petting the kitten, as it roamed around on the bed. “Probably somebody dumped it out…didn’t want it,” he said.

“Well, maybe,” Ghost said, “but, I think my grandmother sent him to me.”

“Could be, Ghost…at least there was some reason y’all were in the same place at the same time.”

“Yeah…like it was meant to be,” Ghost said.

They laughed at the kitten’s antics, and wiggled their fingers under the blanket, to watch him pounce.

“So, are you over being in a snit, now?” Steve asked.

Ghost frowned, “What’s a snit?”

“Go look it up, word genius…you’ll learn something, today,” Steve said.

“Just tell me, already,” Ghost said.

“Fine, it means in a bad mood, pissed off, throwing a fit…like that,” Steve explained.

“Oh, well…guess that was what I was in, then, but not anymore. I still don’t feel good, but I’m not snitty now.”

Steve laughed, “Good, I had enough of your snit…” he kept laughing. Ghost got to laughing, too.

“We’re gonna keep him, aren’t we, Steve?”

“Sure, why not. He makes us laugh,” Steve said. “So what are we gonna feed him? We don’t have any cat food.”

“Should I go get some?” Ghost asked.

“Maybe tomorrow…for now just give him some lunch meat or something.”

Ghost went into the kitchen to find some.

Steve played with the kitten, while they waited. “Hey, Kitty, you put me and Ghost back in a good mood, guess you can stay.”

Ghost came back with a saucer of chopped up turkey lunch meat. “Here ya go,” he said, putting the plate in front of the cat. They watched, as he ate it all. “He sure was hungry,” Ghost said.

“What ‘cha gonna name him?” Steve asked.

“Hmm…I don’t know, yet. You got anything in mind??

“Well, when you found him, how did you feel?”

“I felt happy…he made me smile,” Ghost said.

“Okay, you weren’t feeling good, you were in a bad mood, and he came along and lifted your spirits…right?” Steve asked. Ghost nodded.

“So, we could call him Spirit,” Steve suggested.

“Yeah, I like that,” Ghost said, grinning. “Your name is Spirit,” he said, picking up the kitten. “Do you like that?” The kitten mewed. “He said he liked his name,” Ghost said.

“Yeah, I think he does,” Steve said.

They spent the rest of the day playing with Spirit, and working on their music and writing.

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This is a work of “fan fiction” based on the novel, “Lost Souls” by Poppy Z. Brite. All credit for the original characters, places, and some backstory mentions, belong to Ms. Brite and her publishing affiliates. Only newly introduced characters, places, and original elements of this story are entirely from my imagination. Character descriptions are a blend of the original book descriptions and my interpretation of them.

All songs included in this work will be solely owned by the original performers/writers and will be credited. Creative license is taken in including them in this story.

No harm is intended toward author, musicians, or people and situations to whom there may be a resemblance.

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The content herein is rated by me as being at the high end of MA (Mature Audience). It includes strong language, violence, sexual themes, including same sex pairings, religious themes, and fantasy horror.

Cowboy Take Me Away – Love Is In Da Blog 2023 – Day 26 – Our Choice

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Today we get our choice of songs to post. Here’s a good one I’ve always liked.

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From Wiki –

Cowboy Take Me Away” is a song by recorded American country music group Dixie Chicks, written by Martie Maguire and Marcus Hummon. It was released in November 1999 as the second single from their album Fly.  It reached number one on the U.S. Billboard Hot Country Singles and Tracks chart in February 2000.

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“Cowboy Take Me Away”, by The Dixie Chicks

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The Witch Queen of New Orleans – Song Lyric Sunday – Swamp Rock

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The Witch Queen of New Orleans – Song Lyric Sunday – Swamp Rock

 

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Thanks to Jim Adams for hosting this musical challenge each week.

To join in today’s challenge, and also see other entries just click this link below:

https://jimadamsauthordotcom.wordpress.com/2023/02/25/bayou-sound/

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We were to find some songs classified as Swamp Rock. I never heard of it before, but I found there are sure a lot of good songs with that distinction.

I didn’t remember this band, but I remembered a lot of their songs, and this one sounds pretty swampy to me. 🙂

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From Wiki:

Redbone’s music was primarily rock music, but incorporated elements of rock and roll,[24] funk,[24][25] folk music, blues,[25] swamp funk, Tex-Mex,[26] rhythm and blues,[24][26][27] indigenous music of North America,[26][27] soul music,[24][26][28] soft rock, hard rock,[26] Cajun music, jazz and Latin music.[27] The band’s style was classified as swamp rock.[29]

The song peaked at No. 2 in the United Kingdom and No. 21 in the United States.

“The Witch Queen of New Orleans” is about a 19th-century practitioner of voodoo from New Orleans named Marie Laveau,[4][5] referred to in the song lyrics as “Marie la Voodoo veau”.[6] The song was written by the two Native American brothers of the group Redbone, Lolly Vegas and Pat Vegas. It shows influences from New Orleans R&B and swamp pop.[7]

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“The Witch Queen of New Orleans”, by Redbone, was released as a single from their 1971 album, “Message From a Drum”. It was written by Lolly Vegas and Pat Vegas, and is on the Epic label. It is classified as Swamp Rock.

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Marie, Marie La-Voodoo-Veau, she’ll put a spell on youMarie, Marie La-Voodoo-Veau, she’ll put a spell on youMarie, Marie La-Voodoo-Veau, she’s the witch queen of New OrleansOf New Orleans
I’m gonna tell you a storyStrange as it now seemsOf zombie voodoo, gris-grisAnd the witch queen of New Orleans
She lived in a world of magicPossessed by the devil’s skewFrom a shack near the swampland with a mud-pie brickMarie stirred her witch’s brew
Marie, Marie La-Voodoo-Veau, she’ll put a spell on youMarie, Marie La-Voodoo-Veau, she’ll put a spell on youMarie, Marie La-Voodoo-Veau, she’s the witch queen of New OrleansOf New Orleans
Dime or a nickel, anyone could buyVoodoo of any kindShe had potions and lotions, herbs and tanna leavesGuaranteed to blow your mind
Early one mornin’ into mucky swamp dewVanished Marie with hate in her eyeThough she’ll never return, all the Cajuns knewA witch queen never die
Marie, Marie La-Voodoo-Veau, she’ll put a spell on youMarie, Marie La-Voodoo-Veau, she’ll put a spell on youMarie, Marie La-Voodoo-Veau, she’s the witch queen of New OrleansOf New Orleans
Marie, Marie La-Voodoo-Veau, she’ll put a spell on youMarie, Marie La-Voodoo-Veau, she’ll put a spell on you
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Pat Vegas / Lolly Vegas
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Flower of the Day – Bed of Roses

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Flower of the Day – Bed of Roses

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This unusual sky blue flower bed was outside a little shop. It has roses growing in it. We didn’t go in the shop (we were going to a restaurant next door), but it sure caught my attention. It looks like an actual little bed frame, with headboard. It’s also a rectangle box where they planted a bed of roses. On the front of the box it has the word ’boutique’ in big white letters. It’s in front of a window and brick wall.

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Sky blue boutique flower bed

Close up of red and yellow roses in the sky blue flower bed

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For Cee’s Flower of the Day:

https://ceenphotography.com/2023/02/25/fotd-february-26-dahlia/#like-67916

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