About a month ago while listening to Bob Dylan's "Time Out Of Mind" from 1997, as I make my way through my collection of cassette tapes and CDs of Bob Dylan's music from 1962 to 2020, I looked up and saw Oboe lift her head in a way that I have not often seen her do. I picked up my camera and filmed her. When I tried to upload the short video to YouTube, I received a notice that my video would be blocked because of a music copyright issue, and so I figured out how to mute the copyrighted music. I am grateful that I have this short video of Oboe in May 2020.
The Fish
Although you hide in the ebb and flow
Of the pale tide when the moon has set,
The people of coming days will know
About the casting out of my net,
And how you have leaped times out of mind
Over the little silver cords,
And think that you were hard and unkind,
And blame you with many bitter words.
it at an art gallery not far north of where my parents lived in Gualala, California, for the 25 years
prior to my mother's death in 1994. For the past 14 years, the print has been hanging on the wall
above where I put Oboe's food. In the print my mother purchased, the lower part of the print is
orange rather than blue but otherwise the same. I've moved the print to my living room where I can
enjoy seeing it more easily now.
The summer cloud view from my porch has been lovely.
Something is being mischievous with my layout today (-:
