The chickens are closed up in their roost and the sun has set and only the slightest bit of pink light still remains to the West and Jessie and Vergil are here and Owen and Gibson, who is asleep, and Lily, and me, of course. I have made us all martinis except for Lily who will be driving home later and Owen, of course, whom I just gave a little glass of orange juice to and Gibson doesn't get one either but that's okay because before he fell asleep he nursed happily. In a few minutes I'll heat up some soup and slice the bread and put out hot sauce and butter and we will gather around the table and break that bread.
Home. Home. Home.
Suddenly, I need to hear a certain song. A song that had some magical connection to us buying this house nine years ago which shelters us so graciously in cold and in summer's heat, in joyous celebration and in sorrow, the ancient oaks outside offering shelter of their own, reminding us of the sweet, small time we are here.
Have you ever seen their documentary "Shut Up and Sing?" I LOVE it. It chronicles the year they had after their fall from grace, as it were. It's powerful to realize how much we've changed as a country in just the last ten years.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful song! I thought I knew all of their music but this one is new to me. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteGlad that everyone is happy and content to be there, even the babies. I'm missing home a bit but the speaker was fantastic tonight. He was from northern Ireland and a real drunk. Good story of recovery.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful song, beautiful family, beautiful post, and beautiful you. Take care Ms. Moon. Hoping you are doing well.
ReplyDeleteI am happy to hear that Lily is still breastfeeding! I think that is so awesome. :-)
ReplyDeleteThanks for the lovely song. The Chicks rock, seriously, they do.
ReplyDeleteXX Beth
Home is where the heart is :)
ReplyDeleteNatalie Maines just did a cover of Pink Floyd's song "Mother" for the West Memphis Three fundraiser album. I downloaded it the other day and it's pretty moving. Her voice has always given me shivers, she could sing the phone book.
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