I am having one of those surreal musical moments; listening to Pandora and an all-instrumental rendition of Bittersweet Symphony by The Verve, a version so filled with redundancy that I am thinking the needle is skipping. But there is no needle, is there? And yet I love this as much as the original. Then as the symphony finally fades, Don’t Stop Believing by Journey starts with its wicked intro. I’m so pumped by this music I am incapable of turning off the computer even though I am hearing a constant roll of thunder coming in from the west. If I am power-surged into oblivion, you won’t be reading me for awhile. However, this music is just too good to turn off.
The base of this page is a wonderful wool jacket, and the little quilt is just that, a little quilt I did years ago. The strips are set to be interpretive of a pile of leaves on the leafy under-fabric. Once again I am leaning toward all things fall. It’s football season, getting close to baseball playoffs, the killer sun is setting sooner, and I’ve already made my first pumpkin pie. I am obscenely early with my Halloween decorations, and we’re getting ready to change out the American flag that proudly hangs all year, that is until the first Hokie game when the Va Tech flag replaces it. Then, and only then, am I sure I’ve survived the summer.