I have days filled with:

A. Newness and goodness.

B. The familiar and the enchanted.

C. Soaring hope.

D. All of the above







"D" is the correct answer.

Mmmm

It's fall in the Heartland. Life is intricate and delicious and crispy. It is caramel-warm and silver-cool. It is dancing.

I can't imagine life with out my niece and nephew.

U2's Red HIll Mining Town (The only song I can think of that mentions Labour Day. Plus it is one of my all-time favorites.)

From father to son
The blood runs thin
Ooh, see the faces frozen (still)
Against the wind.

The seam is split
The coal-face cracked
The lines are long
There's no going back.

Through hands of steel
And heart of stone
Our labour day
Has come and gone.

They leave me holdin' on
In Red Hill Town.
See the lights go down on ...

Hangin' on
You're all that's left to hold on to.
I'm still waiting
I'm hangin' on
You're all that's left to hold on to.

The glass is cut
The bottle run dry.
Our love runs cold
In the caverns of the night.

We're wounded by fear
Injured in doubt.
I can lose myself
You I can't live without.

Yeah, you keep me holdin' on
In Red Hill Town.
See the lights go down on

Hangin' on
You're all that's left to hold on to.
I'm still waiting
I'm hangin' on
You're all that's left to hold on to
On to.

We scorch the earth
Set fire to the sky
And we stooped so low
To reach so high.

A link is lost
The chain undone.
We wait all day
For night to come
And it comes like a hunter (child).

I'm hangin' on
You're all that's left to hold on to.
I'm still waiting
I'm hangin' on
You're all that's left to hold on to.

We see love, slowly stripped away
Our love has seen its better day.
Hangin' on
Lights go down on Red Hill
The lights go down on Red Hill.
The lights go down on Red Hill.
The lights go down on Red Hill Town..

Wings and Feathers Guggenheim Grotto

maybe we’re mad, it’s possible
you’re talkin again like your books and your movie scenes
I’m thrown myself at the world like a lunatic
you’re a rocket, exploding like spiders across the stars
tonight we take the city
the marrow and the fringes
we’ll set our dogs on beauty
we’re growing wings and feathers
we’ll drink the wine that moves us
and if we don’t break… we’re not trying hard enough
Baby you’re mad you’re incredible
and I can’t resist you you and your crazy talk
tonight we take the city
the marrow and the fringes
we’ll set our dogs on beauty
we’re growing wings and feathers
we’ll drink the wine that moves us
and if we don’t break… we’re not trying hard enough