She still disturbs my rest

Mark Knopfler turned 75 on Monday. Knopfler is a musical polymath—guitarist, singer, songwriter, record producer. He led Dire Straits for 18 years, and has had a successful solo career since the band broke up in 1995.

There are about a squillion of his songs I could have chosen for today’s earworm, from either his Dire Straits or solo years. But I’m giving you him singing Bob Dylan’s “Lily of the West”, from his collaboration with The Chieftains on their Long Black Veil CD. (They changed a fair few of the lyrics to move the setting to Ireland. But I rather like that.)

Happy birthday, Mark!

 

 

 

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Art exhibit

I saw these on Saturday. Wonder if you could identify them out of context?

Yeah—they’re pasta, at the farmers market.

  

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Take a seat

Over the years, I’ve been documenting lawn chairs in the neighborhood. I don’t know why I started, but I’ve kept it up on my walks.

There’s one family of them in particular that has interested me.

We started in 2020, with these chairs facing a grassy vista.

In 2021, this was the configuration.

They dressed it up for Independence Day.

A few months later, there was this arrangement.

By the time we got to 2023, we had this.

And this is what it looked like yesterday.

Well—life moves on.

 

 

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Vanity fair

Time for another installment of vanity plates.

I did not see the driver:

Football, I assume:

The driver came out as I was taking this one. Turns out she's a Dragons & Dungeons player. This is "roll for initiative", meaning: you roll the dice to be able to make a play.

Huh.

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Gratitude Monday: morning walk

Friday I had a conversation with my physical therapist. My question to him was: is this problem with my hip something I’m just going to have to live with?

His answer was: possibly. It may just be a question of how to handle flareups to minimize my down time, and that’s what we’re working on.

Well, poop.

Saturday was an iffy day—at the farmers market, a woman dropped an onion and I couldn’t bend down to pick it up for her.

Also, poop.

Yesterday I woke up with the constriction in my hip, but I decided to take a walk around the ‘hood. Not a long walk, just out to the street, up to the other entrance to the cluster and back. But I did it; first “walk” in about six weeks.

And that’s my gratitude today.

 

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