The Sky About To Rain

See the sky about to rain, broken clouds and rain.

Locomotive, pull the train, whistle blowing through my brain. Signals curling on an open plain, rolling down the track again.

See the sky about to rain. Some are bound for happiness, some are bound to glory. Some are bound to live with less, who can tell your story?

See the sky about to rain, broken clouds and rain. Locomotive, pull the train, whistle blowin through my brain. Signals curlin’ on an open plain, rollin’ down the track again.

See the sky about to rain.I was down in Dixie Land, played a silver fiddle. Played it loud and then the man broke it down the middle.

See the sky about to rain. — Neil Young — 1974

Rest in Peace — Ruth Bader Ginsburg

The picture. I made the image yesterday. The day was overcast with really flat light. The kind that I don’t like. I wanted to find a picture. I wanted one to find me. And, so it did.

I had something different planned for today. But, the news came out of the blue. The thing so many of us dreaded. Ruth Bader Ginsburg passed.

I knew I had this picture. It’s a little special. I helped it along its path.

It’s peaceful. It’s quiet. I can’t speak for y’all but I need it just about now. 2020 has been a horrible year. It continues to get worse.

My quiet time is center myself. I have one more fight left in me. I have to get ready. It’s the battle for the soul of my country. Voting is one thing. We have to make sure that we get out the vote. In every state. You know what they say. “Faith without work is dead.” Let’s not die.

Stay safe. Stay mighty. Wear your mask. Enjoy all the pierogi.