And then there is this guy who happens fo be a fabulous visual artist as well as a fine fine blues singer and player. He is opening for Willy Nelson soon at some place I didn’t quite catch. He resides in Chicago most of the time and is a great guy to... View high resolution

And then there is this guy who happens fo be a fabulous visual artist as well as a fine fine blues singer and player.  He is opening for Willy Nelson soon at some place I didn’t quite catch.  He resides in Chicago most of the time and is a great guy to hang out with.  That guitar was paintd by him too.  Yeah.. that photo is mine too.

What I do a lot of now… for about 4 years or so.. is shoot musicians. Mostly they are Michigan musicians and play all over this state and tour. I love doing it because I get to do a couple of my favorite things, listen to music and make photos. This... View high resolution

What I do a lot of now… for about 4 years or so.. is shoot musicians.  Mostly they are Michigan musicians and play all over this state and tour.  I love doing it because I get to do a couple of my favorite things, listen to music and make photos.  This guy plays in Ben Band…. 

No, that is not me but I did take the photo. That is my granddaughter last summer. Right now, up here by the lake, the weather is supposed to be, in short, a blizzard with up to 12 inches of snow falling right now in April. So I wait for this and... View high resolution

No, that is not me but I did take the photo.  That is my granddaughter last summer.  Right now, up here by the lake, the weather is supposed to be, in short, a blizzard with up to 12 inches of snow falling right now in April.   So I wait for this and other views of Torch Lake… Michigan.

I had a cat named Miles. He was something between human and a dog… with a bit of lion mixed in. We took road trips and he slept on the dash most of the time. I’ve not been here to Tumblr for a good long while but this is a start. :) View high resolution

I had a cat named Miles.  He was something between human and a dog… with a bit of lion mixed in.  We took road trips and he slept on the dash  most of the time.  

I’ve not been here to Tumblr for a good long while but this is a start.  :)

(Source: amindyproject)

(Reblogged from merfology)
aronjshay: “ My heart breaks for Paris ” View high resolution

aronjshay:

My heart breaks for Paris

(Reblogged from willbraham)

Interesting

A few nights ago I went to a jam session with my husband.  Lots of people I know were there, all friendly and hugging, etc.  A woman I know pretty well came up to me and sat down beside me and told me her husband had been talking about me and said that I was a ‘hottie’ when I was young.. and had she seen the photos on fb of then.. and so on.  First of all, I cannot imagine my husband ever doing that even if he did find a woman attractive…. he just wouldn’t.  So that was strange.  But I laughed and said tell him thanks.. and then proceeded to tell her how insecure I’d been as a young woman.  (I knew her and knew that would be something she could relate to.. and it was true because I was terribly introverted and had no idea I was attractive.)

Then about an hour later a man walked in, came up to me, hugged me and said “wow… you were amazing as a young woman.  If I’d known you then, we’d be married!”…. Once again I laughed it off and said thank you.  

Then later in the evening, yet another man said “I think I want to take you home with me, but I think my wife wouldn’t like that”….  I smiled and said ‘no she wouldn’t’ and wished him good evening.

I decided I was in some kind of weird dream… or something.  Never had that happen before. When I told my husband about it.  He said the first two men  were doing what a man would do.. they’d not say you are hot now…. because that would be unacceptable and all.. and the last guy …well, it was a wish and possibly a pick up line to see how I’d respond.    Crazy night… but sort of fun in a weird kind of way.

I said Goodbye to my sweet Cali-dog yesterday.  She had been with us for fourteen years, ever loyal, gentle, enthusiastic when we needed to just get up and go, understanding and subdued when we were sad or stressed… what a great dog!  I still feel her presence.  Besides my Mother, this is the greatest loss of my life.  I loved that dog.

Blurred Lines

I know the song.. and this isn’t really about the song at all but about … ‘blurred lines’, the ones we create by have views or ideas that don’t quite mesh, or are not quite black or white ….or blue or cyan.

I have a great husband.  He’s great in all respects… everything about him is seriously over the top good.  

But I know someone that I love getting attention from, a hug, a small kiss on the cheek or close to the mouth but not on it … a smile from across the room, a gentle and dare I say “loving” comment about me to me.  It seems like a blurred line because I crave that attention and some sort of ‘love’… but am not interested in having an affair or even taking it anywhere close to one.  

Blurry … I guess it ‘grey’…. means nothing but means something.  

In the past when I’ve heard someone (mostly men) say “It didn’t mean anything.” about some affair or sex or flirtation with another besides his partner, I’ve never understood.  I don’t condone it but I understand it.  It’s a blurred line … a choice wasn’t made except to blur the line.  

That is all.. just some Saturday thoughts.

I always used to wonder about and think that only men operated this way… the idea of being attracted to more than one person at a time. When i was younger, I felt and actually was completely monogamous.  If I fell temporarily in lust with someone, it was ‘love’ and had to last forever.  I saw that the men I knew were not like that.  Lust was lust, not to be confused with love or even long term relationships.  Now I see how that works.  I don’t want to be a man next lifetime, but if that were to happen I’d get it.  But since I won’t choose a male body, I’ll certainly be better educated on this whole scene.