Some Ten on Tuesday topics are oh-so-much harder for me to put together than others.
Like this week. Ten Albums We Love.
Because. Well. I love a lot of albums.
Loving an album, you see, is so much . . . more . . . than loving a song. To love an album, you need to love each and every song. Each. One. And, for me . . . there are just so many!
It sort of pains me to limit myself to only ten. So I had to pretend that I was stuck on a desert island, and could only have 10 albums on my iPod. To listen to forever. Here they are (and, if you know these albums, you'll notice that I've stacked the deck with four double-albums; so bonus!):
Stadium Arcadium - Red Hot Chili Peppers
White Album - The Beatles
Nevermind - Nirvana
Joshua Tree - U2
Tapestry - Carole King
Unplugged - Eric Clapton
Hotel California - The Eagles
Rearviewmirror - Pearl Jam
So Far- Crosby Stills Nash & Young
In Your Honor - Foo Fighters
But it really does pain me. And I'd try to sneak in another ten . . . Kind of Blue, Rumours, The Stranger, Harvest, Breakfast in America, Brothers in Arms, Synchronicity, Red Octopus, A Few Small Repairs, Jagged Little Pill . . .
How about YOU? What albums do you love best?
See what everyone else has to say this week over here!
March came in like a lion . . . but it's (pretty much) going out like a lamb.
I know spring -- and especially early spring (like . . . March) is fickle. But I'm sure ready for the Real Deal to begin!
Here's what's happing for me . . . Right Now.
Watching Well. Nothing on television. Because I've decided to move into a cave until the ugliness of the presidential campaign is behind us. (I do come out to vote.) (And watch movies.)
Reading In my ears: The Story of the Lost Child by Elena Ferrante (the 4th in this excellent quartet; I'm going to miss this series after I read this one); in print: The Secret Chord by Geraldine Brooks (good; compelling; but . . . well. Confusing Bible names throw me off.)
Knitting An adorable little toddler pullover for a great-niece-in-law (Tom's brother's son's daughter). I missed making her a baby sweater (because timing) -- so need to hurry and get this toddler sweater off the needles before she grows some more!
Listening to Bruce Hornsby. (We'll be seeing him in concert as part of the Gilmore Piano Festival next month.)
Dreading Taxes. This weekend. They WILL be done. (And that is all I'm gonna say about that.)
Drinking Chocolate milk. Red wine. Whisky. (But not together.)
Planning I'm creating my "Plant Watch List" of things I want for my garden this year. I do this each year -- and it's a great way for me to stay loyal to my garden plan. (Because it's so tempting to just start buying every pretty bloom I see. And especially in the spring, when I'm starved for blooms.)
Looking Forward toRiding my new birthday bike. Something new . . . a bit of a risk . . . but certainly - adventures ahead!
Humming Bennie and the Jets. (Yeah. Still.) (I tried to embed a video, but they're all restricted. You'll have to sing it on your own.) (I'm sure you already are. . . )
Itchingto Do some sewing. A copy of Merchant & Mills new Workbook (long ago pre-ordered) arrived in my mailbox yesterday.
Delighted byTea Drops. My sister sent me a box for my birthday. Tasty. Cool. And they work just the way they say they will!
Organizing I continue chipping away at organizing my digital photos. It's a giant task -- and may never be truly complete. But I'm working at it. (It's made me just put my "real" camera aside for the time being. Because, really. I don't want more photos to organize right now.)
Enjoying Thunderstorms! When they aren't violent, I just love a good thunderstorm.
Celebrating The end of an era and the beginning of something new. ;-)
How about YOU? What's happening for you . . . right now?
Way, way back . . . in early September. Like . . . about the time we were shutting down the cottage Up North for the season. Back before . . . I visited Carole. Or went to Rhinebeck with Patty. Before NaNoBloPo. And Thanksgiving. And Christmas. And the bleak, snowy days of winter. Before Valentine's Day. Before the crocus popped up in my garden . . .
I started knitting this sweater.
And it went on. And on. And on.
WHAT WAS THE PROBLEM?
Did I drink too much?
Was I losing touch?
Did I build this ship to wreck?
It was just tedious.
But, thanks to Margene's encouragment (she had knit one of her own, you see; and I had seen it with my own eyes . . . and even touched it), I continued on. And, thanks to Kathy's prompting me to "finish before Easter" . . . well, I carried on!
When I heard about this week's Ten on Tuesday topic from Carole, a certain song from a certain musical popped into my head. I'll spare you the ear worm, though, and get right down to business with a few of my favorite things, random style.
(And in case that ear worm snuck in anyhow, lets counter it with this fun performance.)
1 - Favorite Time to Wake Up- 7:00 am. Left to my own devices, I almost always wake up at 7:00 am. I doesn't always work out that way, though. (Because life.)
January. Of all the months, I think you are my least favorite. Dark. Cold. Bleak. And really, really long.
The daylight is getting longer, though. I'm even starting to notice.
Here's what's happening for me. . . Right Now:
Watching - My Oscar-nominated-movie-watching binge is nearly complete. Bridge of Spies will be available on DVD next week. (We missed that one when it was in the theaters last fall.) That leaves me with Mad Max: Fury Road. Tom has already seen it, so I'll be watching by myself. (Keith received this movie as a Christmas gift, and everyone -- except me -- watched it during the holidays. If I had known it was an Oscar-contender, I would've suffered through it then. As it is . . . well, I need to watch now.) For the record, my favorite this year is Spotlight, followed by The Big Short.
Reading - I'm sort of at a reading low-point right now. I'm reading H is for Hawk . . . and really not liking it very much. (Very disjointed and kind of whiney . . . and as much as I like birds of prey, I'm not so sure how I feel about falconry.) Also reading Last Friends, the final novel in the Old Filth trilogy. (Unfortunately, it's the weakest of the three.) I'm also avoiding reading my book group selection for the month, as it doesn't appeal to me in any way. (Maybe I'll just show up and drink the wine this month.) (It happens.) On the upside . . . I read The Tsar of Love and Techno by Anthony Marra. Wow. This was the best book I've read in a very long time, and - even though it's only January - might end up as the best of the year for me.
Knitting - I am still c-r-a-w-l-i-n-g along on my Henley with a Twist sweater. (I only have the front to complete, and I've got a good start.) (So slow, though. Tiny yarn. Small needles. And bitsy cables -- every 8th row.) I did knit two pair of Trip Mitts (one for me; one for my niece). Such a perfect palate-cleanser. And I am ready to Bang Out a Sweater next week (ha!) in the Mason Dixon Knitting Stopover KAL. (Don't hold your breath.) (But I really need a WIN here.)
Listening to - Guided meditations. While some are just too corny for words not to my taste, others are perfect and really add to my daily meditation practice.
Dreading - This happens every year at this time. My yoga instructor goes to Mexico for the month of February. (And this year, she actually added the last week in January.) I hate this. Because I am not so fond of the sub.
Drinking - Peppermint tea. Every afternoon.
Planning - My Month-of-Letters strategy. (Remember, if you'd like to receive a letter from me in February, please see the sidebar to email me your address.)
Humming - (I blame Carole.) (Said with much love.)
Itching to - Bang Out a Sweater! (Because lemming.)
Organizing - Myself . . . using a Bullet Journal. I've been intrigued by this way of journaling/calendar-ing for years -- and decided to try it (in earnest) this year. So far, so good. (Maybe I'll blog about it soon.)
Delighted by - My grocery store amaryllis. This is my second set of blooms. (Not bad for $10.)
Needing to - Get a load of stuff to Goodwill. I'm Very Good at sorting and deciding; not so good about getting it in my car to drop it off.
Enjoying - My watercolor class. But oh.my.god. So hard! I need so much practice. I waste so much watercolor paper. (Fun. But very humbling.)
Looking Forward To - My sister and I just booked our next trip! This summer: Scotland and Ireland. It's a long way off -- but so cheering to think about.
Celebrating - The end of January. So long. So dark. And even though February is much the same, it is short. And has chocolate in the middle.
How about YOU? What's happening for you . . . right now?
Okay. So, technically, I live in Portage, Michigan. (That's where I pay taxes. And my kids attended the Most Excellent Portage schools.) But I'm only two blocks from the Portage/Kalamazoo border, and I've always more closely identified with Kalamazoo. So I consider my community . . . Kalamazoo.
(Our meager skyline.)
Ten interesting things about Kalamazoo . . .
1 - Home of Bell's Brewery and The Eccentric Cafe. (Need I say more?) - And, really, that's just the tip of the iceberg. There are many top-quality breweries in town. Enough that Kalamazoo has it's own Beer Week in January every year.
3 - Kalamazoo has an interesting past . . . as the home of both Checker Cab and Gibson guitar. (Althoughboth companies are gone now, their legacies still show up in unique and interesting ways throughout the city.)
4 - Kalamazoo is located right on I-94, putting it in easy driving range of both Detroit and Chicago. In fact, Kalamazoo is located pretty much half-way between the two cities, making day-trips easy.
5 - There are several Frank Lloyd Wright houses in Kalamazoo. (Two separate neighborhoods. One is quite close to mine - we've been to a party in one of those homes. The other is a bit out of town, but still in the area.)
6 - The 90s band The Verve Pipe is from Kalamazoo. (Even though the video clip I'm using says "from East Lansing." It was really Kalamazoo. They just went to school in East Lansing.) Someone else you may recognize - Derek Jeter - is also from Kalamazoo. He played baseball at Kalamazoo Central High School, and still does a lot of charitable work with kids in the community.
7 - Kalamazoo is a relatively small town (4th largest city in Michigan) -- but we sure have a lot of top-notch arts and cultural organizations and opportunities. (Theatre, music, visual arts.) It's also a sort of literary hotspot -- many writers live and write here, including Jaimy Gordon, who won the National Book Award in 2010 for her novel LordofMisrule.
8 -- Kalamazoo is also very science-based. Formerly the home of Upjohn Pharmaceuticals (all but gutted now, thanks to layers of mergers and eventual decimation by Pfizer) (sorry; just gonna say it), the community still values science and science education. (Really -- there might be more scary smart science nerds here, per capita, than anywhere else in the world.)
9 - Kalamazoo has an INCREDIBLE farmer's market. The community has totally embraced the farm-to-table concept, and supports "locavore" restaurants, grocery stores, a year-round food co-op, and this amazing farmer's market. (The photo above only shows about a quarter of the market.)
10 - And . . . we've got peregrine falcons! Tom's office window faces the building where the falcons hang out. He can watch them fly! (And once, he watched himself turn on the light in his office on the "falcon cam.")
I love living in Kalamazoo -- it's a pretty cool place. What do YOU like about your community?
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It seems a bit odd ... to grieve over people you never met and didn't know.
But that's where I am.
I didn't know David Bowie.
I never met Glenn Frey.
But I know how they made me feel.
When I was a teenager . . . And wasn't quite sure who I was anymore. And wasn't sure who my friends were. And didn't think anyone would ever like me -- for being me. And never felt as alone . . . as I felt in a group. Well. There was David Bowie. Or the Eagles. To see me through.
So, this past week? Well, it feels like some really old friends are gone. Not just celebrities-I-never-met.