Sunday, August 31, 2014


A  L  O  H  A !
" The glow 
of one warm thought
is to me 
worth more
 than money. "
                      Thomas Jefferson

“ I touched the moon last night;
a golden glow beyond my grasp.
Eons before me it rested there.
It will remain when I am dust.
My hand now glows 
from the embrace. . .
I touched the moon last night.” 
                              Craig Froman

" The loveliest of faces
 are to be seen
 by moonlight, 
when one sees half 
with the eye 
& half 
with the fancy. "
                            Persian Proverb

Thank You
          Fondly, cloudia

Willow Mill Park "Under the Roller Coaster"

A    L    O    H    A  !

" If the 
only prayer you said 
was 'thank you'
that would be 
enough. "
                        Meister Eckhart 

". . . it takes a life 
to learn how
 to live. "
                     Jonathan Safran Foer 

click on photo to enjoy all the shadows showing off

“ I have learned that
if you must leave a place
that you have lived in 
and loved 
and where all your 
are buried deep, -

" leave it any way 
except a slow way,
 leave it 
the fastest way 
you can. -

" Never turn back
 and never believe
 that an hour you remember
 is a better hour
 because it is dead. 

Passed years seem safe ones, 
vanquished ones, 
while the future lives
 in a cloud,
 formidable from a distance. ” 
                       Beryl Markham, 
                               " West with the Night "


our memories are
We walked to school
in 40 feet of snow
every day!

Summer afternoons
were centuries long;
Ice cream was sweeter.

Heck, maybe it was.

In Annie Hall
Woody Allen remembers
growing up in a house
under a roller coaster!
[You can see it HERE]

I have 
roller coaster memories 
too. . .

My high school boyfriend's
(I wrote about Carl Here)
older brother played lead guitar
in a band. After hearing me
play my flute, "Chopper"
invited me to be in the band.
We played every weekend
in a bar in Maryland.

So every weekend,
Carl and I rode the Reading Railroad
out to Mechanicsburg PA 17050.

The girl lead singer
had a house
directly across the street
from a sweet, small time
amusement park called
"Willow Mill Park" Link.

We practiced for hours 
and slept at her house,
and during our breaks
we walked across the small 
residential road
to take rides on the 
Red Streaker!

That exciting name 
hardly describes
the rickety, old & small
ride we knew. Of wood,
as I recall.
Shook all the wrong notes
right out of my fingers!

Sounds like a made-up
story, a scene in a comedy,
a Fellini film,
or an outright 
bald-faced lie,
but I assure you 
it's true.

Thank YOU
 for Bellying Up
to our Tall Tale
table today!
Care to share one?
                     Fondly, cloudia