Jon playing

Jon playing
Originally uploaded by Sylvia...Sometimes.

Ya know, sometimes it works out right. Our friend stayed over...in from the Berkshires. And soon off to Brazil and Colombia. Always a treat...and you know there is gonna be singing. No sooner than the dinner plates are toted off the guys are at it and I, with trusty camera in hand, settle in. Stories start...our friend will be acting as interpretor for tribal rituals, of which he has been welcomed and initiated by locals in these exotic if troubled countries. Rick blogs and he's under "junglejerk"...eventually there will be pictorial and dialogue of his fascinating journies. Check it out sometime. But stories lead to music and that's the way the nite ended. As you can see under comments from this pic, Jon eventually took the guitar. You're Gonna Make Me Lonesome When You Go". Great song on it's own but he sings it the way it should be. Finally I have to leave it to them...work at 5AM tomorrow. Later, trip to the nursery for fill-ins in the garden. Then to Concord for sausage cooked in Cognac...for dinner. Then off to see Jon's mum for her birthday. The Mother is all akilter from massive work being done on the house. But she's cool...didn't raise this lively family without knowing how to handle the next "emergency". Time to leave...raining yet again...arrrrgh. Decided we wanted Pork Pies for dinner instead. Well, sorry...we drove every where...CLOSED. Decided what the heck...Armenian would do. So beamed in on an old Armenian store and later feasted on stuffed grapeleaves, hummus, eggplant, and the equivalent of little meat pies. Unloaded and unloaded the car. Why do we alway end up with twice as much as we left with. Later, watched a few Britcoms...Keeping Up Appearances...Are You Being Served? Never tire of the humour there. Getting late...Listening to Warron Zevon. So much left to do. But isn't that the way it is? Tomorrow, rain or shine, I need to...well, you know how it is! Til then...wherever you are...stay safe. We need you 'round.