Treasures In The Heart Of New York

So, a while back I was contacted by a young, fellow San Hamiltonio musician by the name of Sean Nivison who was putting together a music CD of local musicians to benefit the local food cupboard. So I donated my song Brookfield from my last CD. This past Friday was the release party for Treasures In The Heart Of New York in Hamilton's living room, The Barge Canal Coffee house. Great turn out! I had my monthly gig at the Georgetown Inn that night and didn't get there till 9 ish. The sign up sheet was still full and had I signed up to perform, I wouldn't of gotten up till after 11. So I bagged it having already played three sets.
I understand they raised around 400 bucks. So hard raising money in these tough economic times. Here I am paying Nick's rent to give him a better chance in the busier city of Ithaca since he doesn't drive. I pray to the employment fairies daily to please hook my kid up with a job. He's trying so hard and is so ready and eager to work. I feel like America is at the end of its last knot. Kinda like the fall of the Roman Empire.

Winter White Out

Avalanche! Metal roofs are good at that. As of last night, not only was I with out a car having been towed to replace a fuel pump or what ever it needs to start, I was literally snowed in not being able to open the back door. Hundred's of pounds of ice and snow, tearing off rain gutters on the way, dumped into the driveway and all along the back side of the house. Luckily my car wasn't in its path or one of my critters for that matter. It would of been a snowy grave. Because the snow and ice is so heavy, it's no match for the snow blower. Brian, our snow plowing neighbor is having trouble starting his truck and our back up plower isn't home...BECAUSE HE'S PROBABLY OUT PLOWING! Wood that usually is carted to the wood window in a garden cart now has to be carried in the wood carrier by hand as the walk way to the wood shed is buried and just to heavy to snow blow.
Our trip to DC tomorrow will most likely be rescheduled. To say I'm tired of winter is putting it mildly. I need a break!
Spring can't come soon enough. I miss the smell of green.

Amaryllis Incentive

A bit of color in this winter white out season. The best ten dollars I've spent in months on this pre-potted bulb full of promising color. Lucky me my amaryllis grew two shoots with two fabulous blooms and four more on the way!
Another form of incentive came today. A wonderful email from my mother's cousin Fredric Brough Sr. complimenting me and encouraging me to blog after reading a post of mine from back in 2009. The post was of my reunion with a favorite childhood book called Magic Elizabeth which sits along with my other favorite books. I wonder if I will ever have a grandchild who will read it and love the story as much as I? Time will tell. Thank you dear Fredric for your email. I hope some day to meet you!
And lastly, yet another form of incentive. Nick's home for a few days! A bit thin I might add. Incentive to spoil him rotten and fatten him up. So Aurora is coming for dinner tonight. I'm slow cooking spare ribs and garlic mashed, some kind of sauteed veg and baking cookies. Alas I'm working on a new batch of songs. I have a few nice gigs to look forward to and I'm blogging which always leaves me in a self important glow of satisfaction. So today...life is good. Now if the garage would only call an tell my my car is fixed...