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....AND WHAT WE ALWAYS SHOULD HAVE KNOWN.

OUR GREATEST GIFT

WAS

TO WELCOME THE MOMENTS

AND EMBRACE JOY!


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SO, I LET THE MUSIC SPEAK FOR ME.

FOR, I AM

TOO HAPPY

TO BE

WITH MELODIES,

TREES,

SEAS,

YOU AND ME.

MUSIC SPEAKS US

FREE!


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TODAY, I WILL PAINT MY WORLD IN PASTEL POSSIBILITIES.

THE WORLD AS MY CANVASS

I'LL COLOR WITH THE BRUSH OF LOVE.


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STORMY WEATHER,

URBAN CLUTTER,

SOULS UNTETTER'D

YET,

WE HAVE SEEN BETTER.

VIEWS OF PARADISE

AND PASTEL POSSIBILITIES.

TO BE ALL WE CHOOSE

TO BE!

BOUNDLESS. HAPPY. FREE!

TO HOPSCOTCH
BETWEEN RAINDROPS.

RIDING "BLACK" OVERTONES.

BETWEEN "BLUES" NOTES.

CARESSING THE CANVASS OF OUR SOULS.

INFINITE LOVE.

HAPPINESS TO BEHOLD!


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THERE WAS A SUDDEN PARTY, A REUNION OF "RED DIRT" DAUGHTERS, AND "BLACK WARRIOR" SONS.ALL READY FOR REAL COUNTRY FUN.

REMINISCE IF WE DARE. YES, TAKE IT THERE. MEMORIES OF YESTERYEAR AS BIG AS THE WEST TEXAS SKY. A REUNION SO LONG COMING, SHARING THE MUTUAL "WHY".

"BIG BOSS MAN, DON"T YOU HEAR ME WHEN I CALL?"
BLUES, BAR-B-QUE, AND CELEBRATION FOR ALL OUR ANCESTORS AS WE DANCE NOW IN THE YESTERYEARS"MASTER'S" MANSION.

SIP CHAMPAGNE,TELL TALL TALES, "GET LOW", MAKE DREAMS HIGH.
EYES SPEAK, "COUSIN, SO HAPPY TO BE WITH YOU!"
SOMEBODY BROKE-OUT IN SONG, "I WILL TRUST IN THE LORD" AND SPOKE OF MOMMAS, DADDIES, AUNTIES,UNCLES.
OH WAIT, "SHOW ME HOW TO "STEP". HOW TO "STOMP".

THEN HUGS AND GRINS, PROMISES TO MEET AGAIN.

NEW FAMILY LEADERS, "LIVING ON THE FRONTLINE";

WARMTH FROM HEAVEN.

FROM ANCESTRAL SMILES.

{Abilene,Texas)

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"GRACE"

COME, LET US CELEBRATE.

THIS SPRING DAY

WITH

GREEN TEA

OR

CHARDONAY.

OUR FRIENDSHIP IS OUR LIFELONG PRIZE.

GLAD WE REALIZED!

THE MEASURE OF ALL SUCCESS

IS

TRUE HAPPINESS!

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DURING THIS HOLIDAY, I REFLECT WITH GRATITUDE FOR THE FREEDOMS WE NOW ENJOY, ALL FROM THE SINCERE AND VISIONARY LEADERSHIP OF DR. MARTIN LUTHER KING, JR.NOT ONLY FOR AFRICAN-AMERICANS, BUT FOR ALL HUMANITY.

AS WE ARE PASSED THIS TORCH OF TRUTHFUL FREEDOM, I PONDER HOW MANY OF US SHALL:

BEAR THE GREAT MORAL COURAGE.
QUIET DIGNITY.

THROUGH TRUTHFUL ACTIVISM.

ENDURING CONTRIBUTION

IN

PRESERVING OUR HISTORY.

PROTECTING OUR FUTURE.

ELEVATING VISIONS OF OUR BEAUTY.

WHILE

ELIMINATING DISTRACTIONS

OF

DISCRIMINATION.

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'HOUSTON, WE'VE GOT A PROBLEM!" THOSE WERE THE WORDS THAT CAME TO MIND AFTER REALIZING MY WALLET HAD BEEN TAKEN FROM ME AT THE SECURITY CHECKPOINT IN HOUSTON AIRPORT. UPON ARRIVAL IN NYC, THE SUPERVISOR AT TSA GAVE SUCH ENCOURAGING WORDS THOUGH, AS I CRIED AND SAID"WHY ME?' BEING SUCH A GIVING PERSON, AND SEEING THIS AS A BETRAYAL OF GOD. IT WAS THEN THAT I WAS REMINDED OF THE REALITY OF GOOD AND EVIL, AND EVEN MANAGED A QUIET SMILE AS I SAID "GOD, THIS COULD REALLY BREAK UP THE ACT, OR EVEN BE A DEALBREAKER!" I SAID TO MYSELF,"BOY, YOU'VE BEEN IN THE MUSIC BUSINESS A LONG TIME TO EVEN DARE TO THINK IN ANGER OF GOD BECAUSE OF LOSS, THAN RATHER THINK IN GRATITUDE FOR ALL THE BLESSINGS. THEREFORE, I BLESS WHOEVER STOLE MY WALLET AT THE CHECKPOINT IN HOUSTON.AND FROM THAT MOMENT OF GIVING THANKS FOR ALL OF MY BLESSINGS, INCLUDING A NEW YEAR, OLD FRIENDS LIKE STEVIE WONDER WHO PRAYED WITH ME AT 3A.M., AND SAYING EXPECT AN EVEN GREATER BLESSING. AND HE WAS RIGHT! WHEN I TOOK INVENTORY OF ALL THE GOOD THINGS THAT I'VE BEEN BLESSED TO EXPERIENCE IN MY LIFE AND CAREER, I REALLY CAN'T COMPLAIN.JUST LEARN FROM EVERY CHALLENGE. NEXT TIME I"LL BE SURE TO KEEP MONEY IN MY POCKET, NOT MY PURSE. AND THAT MONEY HAS NEVER MADE OR BROKE ME. I 'M JUST HAPPY FOR THE JOY OF GOOD HEALTH, FAMILY, AND FRIENDS, THE GIFT OF MUSIC TO MAKE A DIFFERENCE. THE LESSON OF THIS LOSS HAS BEEN MY GREAT GAIN. TO SEE THE WEALTH OF GOOD IN MOST PEOPLE, AND THE REAL VALUE OF FOCUS. AS I WAS RECOVERING FROM A BAD COLD, NO DOUBT FROM THE STRESS OF THE LOSS, AND FILING REPORTS, I FOCUSED ON THE MOMENT AND WHAT WAS TO COME NEXT. HAPPY TO REPORT I HAVE BEEN BLESSED A HUNDREDFOLD FROM THAT LOSS THROUGH MY MUSIC AND CONCERTS TO COME. SO, ONCE AGAIN, I BLESS WHOEVER FELT THE NEED TO TAKE THAT WHICH WAS NOT THEIRS. AND HOPE THAT THEY TOO CAN ONE DAY BELIEVE IN THE VALUE OF FAITH, LOVE, AND THE RELEASE IN THE BELIEF OF LACK OR LIMIT. AND IF YOU LOSE YOUR RELIGION, FIND YOUR FAITH! "ALL THINGS GREAT IN '08." IN LIFE, BOBBI HUMPHREY

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"HAPPY NEW YEAR!" AND ALL THINGS GREAT IN '08. AS I NEVER MAKE NEW YEAR'S RESOLUTIONS; NEVER BELIEVED IN A FRAGMENTED LIFE. MY WISH IS SIMPLY TO ENJOY THE GIFT OF NEW MOMENTS WITH FAMILY AND FRIENDS WHOM I LOVE. THE BLESSING OF GIVING MORE IN MY MUSIC, FAITH AND HOPE TO OTHERS. I WILL BRING FORTH THREE CREATIVE PROJECTS THIS YEAR; A NEW CD, BOOK, AND "LIVE" PERFORMANCE PACKAGE, "FABULOUS FRIENDS FOREVER". AND SPEND MORE TIME IN THE SUN, AND ON THE BEACH!

WAIT! THAT JUST FELT LIKE A RESOLUTION. IT'S JUST NOT NEW, JUST PART OF A LIFE PLAN , SIMPLY TO "LIVE AND GIVE"! HONOR THE MOMENTS AND THOSE WHOM WE SHARE THEM WITH EVERY YEAR. HAVE FUN! LOVE, BOBBI

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TODAY, I ACCEPT THE WARMTH OF
YOUR SMILE,
WARM AS THE SUN. EMBRACE THIS "NOW" WHERE ALL DREAMS ARE BORN.

TODAY, I'LL CLEARLY LISTEN TO THE MELODY OF MY SOUL IN THE BREEZE.

HEARTSONGS THAT PUT ME AT EASE.

TODAY, I'LL GATHER THE BEAUTY OF THE MOMENTS AS TODAY'S BOUQUET.

ENJOY THEM LIKE FLOWERS
BEFORE THEY FADE.

YES, THE FUTURE BECKONS WITH ITS OWN CHALLENGE.
ITS OWN REWARD.

YET, TODAY,

I AM FOCUSED.

I AM CONTENT.

WITH THE "PRESENT VALUE"

OF

TODAY'S JOY!

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...AND HOW DO WE RELEASE OUR EARTHLY HOLD ON BEAUTY? LIKE THE FADING PETALS OF A BOUQUET, WE REGRET THE LOSS OF THAT UNIQUENESS; THE TENUOUS HOLD ON THAT JOY, THAT COMFORT IN OUR LIVES LOST AS WE WATCH THE END OF OUR "PROXIMITY TO POSSIBILITIES"

AND HOW DO WE DIFFUSE STUNNED EMOTION? OUR HUMAN NEED FOR CLOSENESS? OUR LONGING FOR CONTINUANCE FOR ALL THINGS GOOD? IN OUR QUEST TO CALM THE MANY QUESTIONS, THE MANY EMOTIONS THAT JOCKEY FOR POSITION IN THE GRIEVING HEART , WE TRY TO FIND ANSWERS IN SCIENCE OR RELIGION. RIGHT NOW, I'M WISHING FOR A MORE "EARNEST" STUDY OF ENERGY OR QUANTUM PHYSICS; TO BREAK DOWN THE THEORIES OF ENERGY AND LIGHT. I REMEMBERED THE LESSON TAUGHT IN FITH GRADE THAT ENERGY OR MATTER CANNOT BE DESTROYED, ONLY ALTERED. AND THAT ENERGY GOES ON FOREVER. WHILE MY SPIRITUAL SELFS SAYS "IT IS GOD'S WILL." BUT KNOWING ALL THAT, MY HEART STILL PONDERS.

ERNIE, YOU ARE MY WONDER.
NOMATTER HOW MANY LIGHTYEARS FROM US, STILL FEEL OUR LOVE.

IN WINTER, YOUR LOVE BLANKETS MY HEART TO KEEP ME WARM

IN SPRING, YOUR HOPE OF RENEWAL SHALL BE MY SONG.

AS I FACE INHUMANE WINDS,
I'LL REMEMBER YOUR STRENGTH AND BEGIN AGAIN.

LIKE THE SOLDIER YOU WERE,
I'LL "FIELDMINE" COURAGE AND JOY,
JUST BECAUSE!

I'LL LISTEN TO EACH WORD OF A FRIEND.

REMIX THE MOMEMTS, OVER AND OVER AGAIN.

FOR LIFE, THE GREATEST SONG, IS SUNG IN THE KEY OF FRIENDSHIP.
THANKS FOR THE WORDS.

THANKS FOR YOUR MELODY,
"CAUSE LOVE GOES ON, LIKE FRIENDSHIP'S SONG."

THANKS FOR THE LESSON,

"WHAT WE SHOULD HAVE KNOWN,
OUR GREATEST GIFT,
WA TO WELCOME THE MOMEMTS AND EMBRACE JOY."

ERNIE, YOUR LOVE SWEETENED THE TIMES.
THE MOMENTS-HONEY.
YOUR LIFE LIVED LIKE FINE WINE.

ERNIE, I HAVE NOT LOST A FRIEND.

YOUR LIFE AS MY ANGEL, NOW BEGINS!

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For the memorial of Ernest McCaleb, founder "Sheba Tej Honey Wine

TODAY, I CAN ONLY GIVE A BRIEF WRITING ON THIS BLOG OF A GREAT FRIEND AND VISIONARY BUSINESSMAN,ERNEST MCCALEB. WHY? BECAUSE SUCH GREATNESS, SUCH LOVE, SUCH PASSION IS RESERVED FOR VOLUMES WHERE LEGENDS LIVE FOREVER. THE SCRIPT OF OUR FRIENDSHIP WAS WRITTEN THROUGH ALL OF THE SINCERE MOMENTS, CONFIDENCES, SMILES, MUSIC, AND THAT "HONEY WINE" OF HIS. YOU SEE, I'M ALREADY AHEAD OF THE STORY.THE FACT THAT MY FRIEND TRANSITIONED ON DECEMBER 8, 2007 , UNDOUBTEDLY, HAS LEFT ME ON AN EVER-CHANGING RIDE OF EMOTIONS AND MEMORIES.

BRIEFLY, MY FRIEND, ERNEST, WAS EVEN GIVEN THE CORRECT NAME. ONE THAT WAS TO DEFINE HIS EXISTENCE IN EVERYTHING THAT HE DID: THE MAN WAS "EARNEST"(to be sincere, with purposeful intent) PLEASE GOOGLE ERNEST MCCALEB TO SEE HIS SUCCESSES IN BUSINESS , FROM WALL ST. TO AFRICA, TO HIS FINAL PASSION "SHEBA TEH HONEY WINE"; A LIFETIME MASTER CLASS TAUGHT SO SMOOTHLY (LIKE HIS HONEY WINE) ABOUT FOCUS, PASSION, COURAGE, AND GRACE IN FORTUNE AND LOSS, BOLDNESS AND FAITH TO GIVE BIRTH TO THE NEXT DREAM. LIFE LESSONS TAUGHT THAT SMOOTHLY, YOU ARE NOT AWARE OF WHAT OR WHEN THE LESSON IS BEING TAUGHT, BUT YOUR SPIRIT JUST ABSORBS THE ESSENCE OF ALL THAT IS GOOD; TRULY, THE HALLMARK OF A MASTER TEACHER, ERNEST MCCALEB. (PART ONE)

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OH, TO SHARE.....


PARANG.

PUNCHEON CREAM.

PELAU.

PASSIONS OF DAYS GONE BY.

PASSING BREEZE.

PARADISIO NEEDS.

PRAYERS TO A PAL.

PLEASE BE THERE.

PASS THE PAST.BEYOND OUR HEARTS. "BEHIND THE BRIDGE".
PAUSE TO SEE.

PROVISION. POSSIBILITIES.

PINING OF MY ISLAND HEART.

PROMISES AT "DON CARLOS" TO MAKE A NEW START.


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AND TO THINK THAT I JUST FOUND THIS BEAUTY, VIRGIN GORDA, B.V.I.

A PLACE OF UTTER BEAUTY AND TRANQUILITY THAT SPEAKS TO MY HEART, WHILE CARRESSING MY SOUL.

MY THANKS TO THE GRACIOUS PEOPLE WHO LIVE THERE, AND WERE KIND ENOUGH TO "HOLD IT IN TRUST" FOR A "BIG CITY", SOMETIMES"COUNTRY GIRL" LIKE ME.

VIRGIN GORDA HAS THE KIND OF PEACE, SOLITUDE, AND CALMNESS I FIRST ENCOUNTERED AT THE SHORELINE AT "LITTLE DIX BAY RESORT" . THERE THE WATER FELT LIKE A WARM, TEPID, BATHTUB, CALMLY AWATING TO BE EXPERIENCED.

I AM ETERNALLY GRATEFUL TO MY DEAR FRIEND, DENARDO COLEMAN, DRUMMER EXTRADANAIRE AND MANAGER TO HIS ICONIC, TEXAS-BORN FATHER, ORNETTE COLEMAN.
ALSO MY SINCERE THANKS TO NEIL BLYDEN, MEDIA AND MAEKETING MOGUS, AND FATHER MIKE OF ST MARY'S ANGLICAN CHURCH, WHO EXTENDED THE INVITATION AND OPPORTUNITY TO PERFORM AT THEIR "JAZZ ON THE HILL" FUNDRAISER; ALL FOR THE BENEFIT OF EDUCATION.

ADMITTEDLY, EVERYONE FOR YEARS NOW IS AWARE OF MY GREAT LOVE OF TOBAGO. THAT LOVE STIL AND WILL ALWAYS REMAIN STRONGLY INTACT.

VIRGIN GORDA IS ANOTHER PARADISE TO LOVE.THANKFULLY, I TRULY BELIEVE THAT LOVE IS INFINITE, AND IS AS DEEP AS THE OCEANS AND SEAS THAT SPEAK TO MY SOUL. FOR THE SENSITIVITY AND AFFINITY FOR WATER THAT I FEEL IS GREATER THAN MOST. ACTUALLY, MY DAILY QUEST BEGINS WITH"WHICH BODY OF WATER DO I IMMERSE MYSELF TODAY?"

SOMETIMES,I FEEL THAT MAN'S NATURAL ORIGINS IS WATER( THE WOMB) , HIS PERPETUAL AND NATURAL QUEST IS TO RETURN TO IT! AND TO EXPERIENCE THAT FIRST JOY OF ITS WARMTH AND COMFORT.

AND YOU KNOW WHAT? YOU ALSO MEET THE MOST INTERESTING PEOPLE IN THE WATER! AND FROM SUCH FAR OFF PLACES AS AUSTRALIA TO TEXAS; HONG KONG TO BOSTON. I'VE MET PEOPLE WHO WERE WRITERS, RANCHERS, ASTROPHYSICISTS,OILMEN, DESIGNERS, ARTISTS, EVEN BEACHBUMS,JUST HAPPY WITH LIFE. JUST ALL OF US HAPPY TO SHARE OUR LOVE OF WATER; THE NATURAL ELIXIR OF HEALTH, LIFE, AND GOOD TIMES. AND EACH HOPEFULLY MINDFUL OF THE GOOD TRADEWINDS OF FORTUNATE MOMENTS SHARED THERE.

WHAT A TRIP AND EXPERIENCE VIRGIN GORDA WAS. AND I'M ALREADY WRITING THE LYRICS FOR THE SONG I FEEL COMING ON. AND SOON I WILL RETURN WITH THE SONG TAUGHT TO ME THERE: BEAUTY AND LIFE ARE ONE!

P.S. AS A MUSICIAN, A FIRST, WAS HAVING MY CONCERT GIVEN A ASTROLOGIC REPORT OF THE STARS OVERHEAD BY NOTED ASTROPHYSICIST, GEORGE FIELD, AND NEW FRIEND. TOTALLY MIND-BOGGLING.

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AND TO THINK THAT I JUST FOUND THIS BEAUTY, VIRGIN GORDA, B.V.I.

A PLACE OF UTTER BEAUTY AND TRANQUILITY THAT SPEAKS TO MY HEART, WHILE CARRESSING MY SOUL.

MY THANKS TO THE GRACIOUS PEOPLE WHO LIVE THERE, AND WERE KIND ENOUGH TO "HOLD IT IN TRUST" FOR A "BIG CITY", SOMETIMES"COUNTRY GIRL" LIKE ME.

VIRGIN GORDA HAS THE KIND OF PEACE, SOLITUDE, AND CALMNESS I FIRST ENCOUNTERED AT THE SHORELINE AT "LITTLE DIX BAY RESORT" . THERE THE WATER FELT LIKE A WARM, TEPID, BATHTUB, CALMLY AWATING TO BE EXPERIENCED.

I AM ETERNALLY GRATEFUL TO MY DEAR FRIEND, DENARDO COLEMAN, DRUMMER EXTRADANAIRE AND MANAGER TO HIS ICONIC, TEXAS-BORN FATHER, ORNETTE COLEMAN.
ALSO MY SINCERE THANKS TO NEIL BLYDEN, MEDIA AND MAEKETING MOGUS, AND FATHER MIKE OF ST MARY'S ANGLICAN CHURCH, WHO EXTENDED THE INVITATION AND OPPORTUNITY TO PERFORM AT THEIR "JAZZ ON THE HILL" FUNDRAISER; ALL FOR THE BENEFIT OF EDUCATION.

ADMITTEDLY, EVERYONE FOR YEARS NOW IS AWARE OF MY GREAT LOVE OF TOBAGO. THAT LOVE STIL AND WILL ALWAYS REMAIN STRONGLY INTACT.

VIRGIN GORDA IS ANOTHER PARADISE TO LOVE.THANKFULLY, I TRULY BELIEVE THAT LOVE IS INFINITE, AND IS AS DEEP AS THE OCEANS AND SEAS THAT SPEAK TO MY SOUL. FOR THE SENSITIVITY AND AFFINITY FOR WATER THAT I FEEL IS GREATER THAN MOST. ACTUALLY, MY DAILY QUEST BEGINS WITH"WHICH BODY OF WATER DO I IMMERSE MYSELF TODAY?"

SOMETIMES,I FEEL THAT MAN'S NATURAL ORIGINS IS WATER( THE WOMB) , HIS PERPETUAL AND NATURAL QUEST IS TO RETURN TO IT! AND TO EXPERIENCE THAT FIRST JOY OF ITS WARMTH AND COMFORT.

AND YOU KNOW WHAT? YOU ALSO MEET THE MOST INTERESTING PEOPLE IN THE WATER! AND FROM SUCH FAR OFF PLACES AS AUSTRALIA TO TEXAS; HONG KONG TO BOSTON. I'VE MET PEOPLE WHO WERE WRITERS, RANCHERS, ASTROPHYSICISTS,OILMEN, DESIGNERS, ARTISTS, EVEN BEACHBUMS,JUST HAPPY WITH LIFE. JUST ALL OF US HAPPY TO SHARE OUR LOVE OF WATER; THE NATURAL ELIXIR OF HEALTH, LIFE, AND GOOD TIMES. AND EACH HOPEFULLY MINDFUL OF THE GOOD TRADEWINDS OF FORTUNATE MOMENTS SHARED THERE.

WHAT A TRIP AND EXPERIENCE VIRGIN GORDA WAS. AND I'M ALREADY WRITING THE LYRICS FOR THE SONG I FEEL COMING ON. AND SOON I WILL RETURN WITH THE SONG TAUGHT TO ME THERE: BEAUTY AND LIFE ARE ONE!

P.S. AS A MUSICIAN, A FIRST, WAS HAVING MY CONCERT GIVEN A ASTROLOGIC REPORT OF THE STARS OVERHEAD BY NOTED ASTROPHYSICIST, GEORGE FIELD, AND NEW FRIEND. TOTALLY MIND-BOGGLING.

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EASTER SIGNALS THE BEGINNING OF SPRING'S WARM GIFTS. I GUESS THE WARM WEATHER FOR NYC SORT OF TOOK A DETOUR. IT'S TOO COLD HERE! A HOODIE IS MORE IN LINE THAN AN EASTER HAT FOR THIS SUNDAY. I'LL PROBABLY CHECK OUT THE MET ; ART HAS ALWAYS BEEN A PASSION. THEN HOP AMTRAK TO GO AND SEE GLORIA LYNNE IN PHILADELPHIA. YET NYC MAKES IT SO HARD TO LEAVE. THERE'S THE BIG EASTER EGG HUNT IN CENTRAL PARK; I KNOW MY GRANDSON, TYLER, WOULD LOVE THAT, IF ONLY HE WERE OLDER. HE'S ONE NOW, AND ALREADY 'RUNNING IT.

IT'S A COUPLE OF HOURS LATER SINCE I STARTED WRITING TODAY. THE COLD SORT OF CHANGES EVERYTHING FOR ME. THINK I'LL JUST TAKE A NAP,MAKE A CUP OF TEA, AND GO TO THE SPA.

HAPPY EASTER!

P.S. WISH I WAS IN TEXAS PLANNING AN EASTER EGG HUNT FOR THE CHILDREN IN MY LIFE. OR IN TOBAGO WATCHING THE GOAT RACE! BUT, IT'S ONLY NOON; IF I HURRY I CAN STILL FIND THE WARMTH, ON THE BEACH, WHERE I REALLY WAN TO BE!

AS MARCH WINDS BLOW
THE BEAUTIFUL SEEDS
OF MEMORIES GROW.

BACK TO A PLACE BACK WHEN
OF CHILDHOOD PLAY,FAMILY,
AND FRIENDS.

OF WINDING ROADS OF RED DIRT CLAY.
BLUBONNET BLOOMS
AS RED ROBINS PLAY.

THESE SOTHERN COMFORTS
WARM MY HEART.
WHEN CHILLING CITY WINDS
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Sitting on the porch, playing, planning, praying. Listening, learning, knowing of off places beyond this prarie of Black-Eyed Sususans, beyond this front-yard porche's view of Horse-Apple and China-Berry trees. Oh, the child-hood winds that beckoned then. The past that begs now.

Whispering from the prairie, from the porch,

"PATTY CAKE, PATTY CAKE. TAKE A CHANCE.
PATTY CAKE. PATTY CAKE.CAN YOU DANCE?

As the porch became my first stage, and gathering place, the love of it only grows with time.

It is there where I first learned the importance of early morning meetings, discipline, as my siblings and I planned our first play meals of"mudcakes" and "greens" of leaves; setting them out early in the Southern sun to bake and boil.

Noontime meant a grown-up folks lunch of "cracklin' bread" or "hot-water" cornbread and field peas. This was followed by a nap on the porch; sometimes, only tp be awakened by the prairie's breeze. Amazingly, I acually heatd notes and overtones from these prarie fields. And even thought, in my childhood wonder, that the sky was "yawning" as low flying, "Sky King" planes passed overhead. For me, it served as a convenient "alarm clock" to get up and play "office" or "talent show", and also check the mudpies and greens.

Once again, we sat on the porch again, my childhood friends and I; finally enjoying our own version of lunch that we had prepared.It was leisurely and filled with wonder.

There we dreamt of a world beyond the prairie , beyond the porch. In our childhood wonder, we spoke of worlds we would create, the loves we would find.And it was to be only later, that we realized the debt of gratitude that we owed the the prairie, the porch.

For me, a gratiede for birthing the passion of pastel possibilities in all things creative:

PERFORMANCE, launched from the first stage, the porch.

FIRST "POWER LUNCH". served from the porch.

FIRST"VIEWING", of art from the pastel palette of the Peonies and Bluebonnet prairie.

FIRST "HELLO", nature's JAZZ SYMPHONY,heard in the whistling overtones of prarie winds.

So, as big city winds blow in March, my heart is forever warmed by the passion for prairies and porches , and the gift of infinite possibilites they have taught me!

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AS MARCH WINDS BLOW
THE BEAUTIFUL SEEDS
OF MEMORIES GROW.

BACK TO A PLACE BACK WHEN
OF CHILDHOOD PLAY,FAMILY,
AND FRIENDS.

OF WINDING ROADS OF RED DIRT CLAY.
BLUBONNET BLOOMS
AS RED ROBINS PLAY.

THESE SOTHERN COMFORTS
WARM MY HEART.
WHEN CHILLING CITY WINDS
DO START. Copyright2007BobbiHumphrey


Sitting on the porch, playing, planning, praying. Listening, learning, knowing of off places beyond this prarie of Black-Eyed Sususans, beyond this front-yard porche's view of Horse-Apple and China-Berry trees. Oh, the child-hood winds that beckoned then. The past that begs now.

Whispering from the prairie, from the porch,

"PATTY CAKE, PATTY CAKE. TAKE A CHANCE.
PATTY CAKE. PATTY CAKE.CAN YOU DANCE?

As the porch became my first stage, and gathering place, the love of it only grows with time.

It is there where I first learned the importance of early morning meetings, discipline, as my siblings and I planned our first play meals of"mudcakes" and "greens" of leaves; setting them out early in the Southern sun to bake and boil.

Noontime meant a grown-up folks lunch of "cracklin' bread" or "hot-water" cornbread and field peas. This was followed by a nap on the porch; sometimes, only tp be awakened by the prairie's breeze. Amazingly, I acually heatd notes and overtones from these prarie fields. And even thought, in my childhood wonder, that the sky was "yawning" as low flying, "Sky King" planes passed overhead. For me, it served as a convenient "alarm clock" to get up and play "office" or "talent show", and also check the mudpies and greens.

Once again, we sat on the porch again, my childhood friends and I; finally enjoying our own version of lunch that we had prepared.It was leisurely and filled with wonder.

There we dreamt of a world beyond the prairie , beyond the porch. In our childhood wonder, we spoke of worlds we would create, the loves we would find.And it was to be only later, that we realized the debt of gratitude that we owed the the prairie, the porch.

For me, a gratiede for birthing the passion of pastel possibilities in all things creative:

PERFORMANCE, launched from the first stage, the porch.

FIRST "POWER LUNCH". served from the porch.

FIRST"VIEWING", of art from the pastel palette of the Peonies and Bluebonnet prairie.

FIRST "HELLO", nature's JAZZ SYMPHONY,heard in the whistling overtones of prarie winds.

So, as big city winds blow in March, my heart is forever warmed by the passion for prairies and porches , and the gift of infinite possibilites they have taught me!

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I NOW KNOW GOD IS TAKING ME PLACES I'VE NEVER BEEN.

AND I NO LONGER QUESTION HIM.

JUST ACCEPT HIS BLESSINGS.

AND LOOK WITHIN.

NO DOUBTS OF "IF" or "HOW".

JUST RECEIVE THE GIFT OF"NOW".

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