advent journal: birthday sing-a-long . . .
I’ve been sitting here for an hour or so trying to figure out what to write today. I’ve finally decided to just sing a long.
Peace
Milton
I’ve been sitting here for an hour or so trying to figure out what to write today. I’ve finally decided to just sing a long.
Peace
Milton
winded it’s not just stacking the wood you have to cover it–I know that it doesn’t sound hard, does it I walked down to Page’s and bought a tarp, blue and brown and a pack of bungee cords the first time I centered the tarp and folded in the edges like I was gift-wrapping and…
The day has been grey, cold, and rainy here in Durham. If I were in Boston, there would be snow on the ground, adding a little poetry to the gloom. When I arrived at Cocoa Cinnamon I had a hard time finding a seat because the little room was packed with people who had brought…
I think I was working on my Masters in English when I first learned of bell hooks, noticing first that she chose not to use capital letters in her name. The English department at UMass Boston was full of professors who were intent on introducing us to people who changed the way we thought about…
The day has been long, not because of anything other than the passing of time, I suppose. I worked at the computer store and came home tired. I have searched for words for a couple of hours now and found them already written by others. I offer three poems that spoke to me tonight, all…
On this last day of November, the only leaves on the trees belong to the evergreens. A post about what I learned from the autumn leaves is woefully late, especially in a culture that puts out Halloween calendar in mid-August, but such is the nature of my life in these days. One of those who…
thank you note the certainty of cynicism has no room for gratitude power never says thank you we are a culture short on courage and long on loud to choose to be thankful requires the tenacity of a heart broken open and willing to sit silently on a starlight night or in the shadow of a…
Perfect, Happy Birthday dear Milton.
John Denver will always take me back and make me feel so much.
Thank you, Milton. I’ve not thought of this song in such a long time!
And Happy Birthday.
That is just so beautifully perfect! Happy Birthday, Milton! May you live a long and wonderful life…impacting the world, just as your dad did! Obviously, you are doing just that! CHEERS to YOU today!!
You could not have picked a more appropriate song. Thanks (again, and again, and again), for sharing.
Happy Birthday Milton. Each one is a blessing
I’ve loved John for decades! So interesting to listen to these words at the age of 63. I feel like I’ve been to church! Thanks–and happy birthday.
Dear Milton: If the collected works of John Denver, and I admit that I still remember all of the words, get stuck in my head, you will be hunted down and will not enjoy another birthday. (We have mostly preachers but one little axe murderer whacking away in the Tyson family tree. I hate to call Carlton an “axe murderer,” as if he never did anything else, but that’s life–one little axe murder and it’s axe murder, axe murder, axe murder the rest of your life.) In any case, I do hope you have a happy birthday and many more to come.
And I do hope you can autograph my copy of Keeping the Feast one day soon. It’s as a challenging as croissants from scratch, in its way, but at least as comforting as open-faced chicken pot pie. Above all, I love your intuitive understanding, which runs throughout this book, that, damn the cost of three more cups of wine, the communion cup must never run dry. Yours will not, I know that much.
It’s okay about the John Denver. Okay, it happened, okay, but I played Lee Dorsey’s “Sitting Here La La Waitin’ for My Ya Ya” four or five times and all was well.
With every good wish,
Tim Tyson
amen! hugs today.
Milton,
Claud has shared several of your posts with me. Your words always make me think, smile and/or cry. Throw in a little John Denver and I’m hooked! Today, I subscribed to your blog. It’s a good day to be grateful for this good life. Happy Birthday!
Kelly
Happy Birthday, Milton! Thanks for sharing your own “poems and prayers and promises” here over the years. (And the recipes, too!) It truly has been “fine to have the chance to hang around.” Blessings to you and Ginger today and always.
John Denver: always makes me smile. Thanks for sharing this song today. And may you have a happy birthday and a wonderful year. Your blog always makes me think and often makes me smile!