Welcome to my regular Friday song/tune day, ladies and gentlemen, where I pick a piece of music that reflects my mood or the times, to share with you. I hear that singing is good for the lungs. You can do it in the privacy of your own home, in a massed choir, or anywhere really. It is multicultural and multi-generational.
“Please don’t give in to fear, don’t amplify hatred or outrage or racism or disgust. Hold the line as a citizen of the moral community. Think of every tiny way that you can help others every day. And do it.”
Facts first. Act. Sing/Pray.
Anything else is inhumanity.
Ladies and gentlemen, our little canary friend, Harry, has not been well of late and a few days ago, he took a turn for the worse. We took him to the avian vet and were convinced by the vet that it was time. We knew that of course, but we just didn’t want to admit it to ourselves. I could tell you his life story, or write a little poem like I did when Churchill canary died, but that doesn’t seem quite right for our Harry. Suffice to say, for 13 years Harry was well loved. Read more
Trigger Warning – this post contains content that may distress some readers.
This was not the post I was going to write for the Ragtag Daily Prompt – Purple. As I chose today’s RDP, I had a bit of a heads-up, but plans change. This post is about love, loss, grieving and wee birds. It’s not really about purple but there is one small, important connection to the Prompt word. Coincidentally, this post also fits the Word of the Day – Mellifluous. Read more