tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805054219581359150.post2054401180814346897..comments2024-02-04T15:02:14.402-06:00Comments on ramblins....: 50 million flowersCharhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03851293154388793520noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805054219581359150.post-60607412521847849202009-02-09T10:40:00.000-06:002009-02-09T10:40:00.000-06:00I once read/heard "Life without music is death." G...I once read/heard "Life without music is death." <BR/><BR/>Glad to see you had some good tunes to get you through a rough day.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805054219581359150.post-39838133775366749532009-02-06T22:00:00.000-06:002009-02-06T22:00:00.000-06:00beautiful tulips and memories.i feel like i have n...beautiful tulips and memories.<BR/><BR/>i feel like i have not been to visit in so long. especially when i see how much you've posted since i was last here.<BR/><BR/>i've been a busy bee trying to catch up here. :)<BR/><BR/>glad to hear you are keeping on. we all benefit from that. keep bringing us your inspiring posts!georgia b.https://www.blogger.com/profile/15482885077943093475noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805054219581359150.post-82641752205605742582009-02-06T19:32:00.000-06:002009-02-06T19:32:00.000-06:00whole... i meant whole, not whilewhole... i meant whole, not while[Megan]https://www.blogger.com/profile/01123347826917368247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805054219581359150.post-60534637214629606072009-02-06T19:31:00.000-06:002009-02-06T19:31:00.000-06:00you can sing along in my car, any time..we used to...you can sing along in my car, any time..<BR/><BR/>we used to have a blue and white plastic record player that took 6 size D batteries (no electricity in my home town)... so we had to ration the record listening.<BR/><BR/>i don't remember having too many records, but my sister and i used to take it into the bathroom and sing our hearts out to ABBA while in the bath.<BR/><BR/>my brothers, on the other hand, favoured a record that was all songs from "Davy Crockett" or something like that... and would come out of the tub singing "kilt him a bar, when he was only three"<BR/><BR/>it's a while different kind of idolatry with boys, i think.[Megan]https://www.blogger.com/profile/01123347826917368247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805054219581359150.post-89234228744203990262009-02-06T18:50:00.000-06:002009-02-06T18:50:00.000-06:00You have the iHome don't you? If not, it too has t...You have the iHome don't you? If not, it too has these AWE-some features. <BR/>I love the beauty of your photo..<BR/>I remember vinyls! I remember going to the player/end table (it was like 800 pounds) and putting on Dean Martin and singing 'When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie....' <BR/><BR/>Thanks for the memory...vsm/whirling dirvish photographyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09891719020061281244noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805054219581359150.post-65267067110443906632009-02-06T16:29:00.000-06:002009-02-06T16:29:00.000-06:00I remember vinyl! And 8-tracks, too. And black and...I remember vinyl! And 8-tracks, too. And black and white tv, which we had for a while when I was little. I also remember 45s, because we were missing the yellow thingy to play them with, so I'd try it anyway and the record would go hula-hooping around the turn table. Yeah, it didn't quite work.<BR/><BR/>I still love the sound of a needle being put onto a vinyl record. There's nothing like that scratchy sound, and I love the way the records and jackets actually smelled. I didn't care much for 8-tracks though. Even back then I thought they were lame and weird.Chrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08875843561389199651noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805054219581359150.post-51812140404155692022009-02-06T15:21:00.000-06:002009-02-06T15:21:00.000-06:00Oh, I remember those yellow spindle adapters that ...Oh, I remember those yellow spindle adapters that you inserted in the 45s. My first 45 was "I think we're alone now", which is embarrassing, but I did follow it up with "White Rabbit."<BR/><BR/>You know, Char, some days I am the poster child for a well-adapted adult and other days, I just live thru em without causing damage to myself or others. go figure.<BR/><BR/>Your art rocks!Gabbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13478354205495474800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805054219581359150.post-57525540625556339692009-02-06T14:57:00.000-06:002009-02-06T14:57:00.000-06:00Char, I still have some of my albums from the late...Char, I still have some of my albums from the late 60's, early 70's. Carpenters, Carole King, Don MacLean, etc. Now my 33-year-old son collects vinyl and has a huge collection. Did you know you can get new releases of some artists on vinyl? Springsteen is one.<BR/><BR/>Anyhoo, sometimes I think it helps to feel a little sorry for yourself. Then it feels so much better after you give yourself a good, swift kick in the ass. I'm holding good thoughts for you, dear, and hope things turn around for you soon.Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14201860227400017841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805054219581359150.post-60271103991385579872009-02-06T14:11:00.000-06:002009-02-06T14:11:00.000-06:00Oh the magic of musicOh the magic of musicJust Juleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09842126422147340390noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805054219581359150.post-40073668827750351902009-02-06T14:02:00.000-06:002009-02-06T14:02:00.000-06:00i think sometimes rants are good, just so you can ...i think sometimes rants are good, just so you can get it over with and move on to the next thing. and it is cheesy to say, but if you never felt bad or sad, you wouldn't even know what it meant to feel happy. hopefully more happy than sad, tho! <BR/><BR/>and, sing it, sister! i bet you have a better singing voice than me.drollgirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17098844996589898590noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805054219581359150.post-83314338316850753592009-02-06T13:53:00.000-06:002009-02-06T13:53:00.000-06:00char, this brings back such memories!! (are we dat...char, this brings back such memories!! (are we dating ourselves?!) we used to play my mom and dad's old 45's from the 50's...and they did require those yellow thingys in the center! i had a favorite album of my own--Loony Tunes, with such favs as "ahab the arab", "itsy bitsy teeny weeny yellow polka dot bikini", "the streak", and yes, "the witchdoctor". good times, those! :)<BR/><BR/>i, too, have what i call my "happy cd" (not in the ipod world just yet) full of oldies of the 60's & early 70's... how can one not smile when singing along to "kokomo" or "build me up, buttercup"!? keep on singin....sharilynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04436200474614751501noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805054219581359150.post-41768215359795631022009-02-06T13:45:00.000-06:002009-02-06T13:45:00.000-06:00You are so lucky to have an iPod. And music to fal...You are so lucky to have an iPod. And music to fall asleep to. And wake up to!!<BR/><BR/>Love your beautiful photos. They're so inspiring!Country Girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14432335393660130255noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805054219581359150.post-28059113602976609032009-02-06T11:59:00.000-06:002009-02-06T11:59:00.000-06:00Your photographs are really fantastic...loved look...Your photographs are really fantastic...loved looking through them.<BR/>Cathartic, no?Kierstin Bridgerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04603116175958309708noreply@blogger.com