Red Sails in the Sunset: The Platters

Posted August 2, 2025 by katry
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Waterloo Sunset: The Kinks

Posted August 2, 2025 by katry
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Sundown: Gordon Lightfoot

Posted August 2, 2025 by katry
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”The dusk was already beginning to gather in the day to its repose…”

Posted August 2, 2025 by katry
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Today is a Cape Cod summer day. The temperature is 72°. The sun is warm and backed by a blue sky. It is a day to be outside.

I can hear lawn mowers, always a Saturday ritual when I was growing up. Back then it was the clicking of blades across the grass, always in a pattern, never haphazard. Now I hear gas motors.

When I was kid, I trusted everyone. My mother had done her parental diligence by warning me about strangers, especially strangers with candy, but my town always felt safe. Everybody knew my father. I was George’s daughter. I was out and about during the day, but I stayed close to home after supper, close enough to hear my mother yell when it was time to go inside. I loved twilight when the sun was finishing its day. Everything was in shadows from the last of the light. When the street lights came on, they left circles of light on the road below. That’s when my mother called us inside. We knew it was coming.

When I lived in Ghana, Accra, the capital, was small. I took taxis for 20 pesewas, the standard price to go anywhere in the city. I often went to the movies. Some nights I walked back to the hostel. I loved those walks. The city was quiet. I remember seeing men talking together while sitting in circles on the sidewalks. They seemed to speak in whispers. Small lanterns by their chairs give them a little light. They always said good evening.

I still love the dusk when the night is just beginning. I light candles all along the deck rail and sit outside. Sometimes the only sounds are the night birds and the insects. Sometimes my neighbors are on their deck. I can hear them talking. They seem to speak in whispers.

Flash: Queen

Posted August 1, 2025 by katry
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Science Fiction Double Feature: Rocky Horror Picture Show

Posted August 1, 2025 by katry
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Act Naturally: Buck Owens

Posted August 1, 2025 by katry
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Saturday Night at the Movies: The Drifters

Posted August 1, 2025 by katry
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”Some of my best leading men have been dogs and horses.”

Posted August 1, 2025 by katry
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We didn’t get the thunder, but we got the rain. The storm started around 1:30. Henry ran out before bedtime, but Nala went out and turned right around. The rain got heavy quickly. The night was chilly, a shut your windows sort of night.

This morning is damp and cold. It is only 64° and won’t get much higher. The day is dark. The sky is all clouds, but no rain is predicted, just an ugly day.

When I was really young, my mother read Golden Books to me. My favorite was Henny Penny, and I demanded she read it to me all the time. I loved all the rhyming names like Turkey Lurky, Goosey Loosey and the villain, Foxy Loxy. Poor Henny believed the sky was falling when an acorn hit her on the head. She told all the other animals who got frightened so they followed her to tell the king. Now, I hadn’t read this book in years, but one Christmas my mother put a copy of it in my stocking. I read it with glee until the ending. I had forgotten the ending, purposely I think. At the end, the animals follow Foxy Loxy to his lair. He eats them all except for Henny Penny. She escapes. I don’t know what attracted me to this story. It can’t be the tragic ending. I’m thinking it’s the rhymes.

My dogs are having their morning naps. Each is sleeping on one side of the couch. I am in the middle. I remember Lassie Come Home. It was the very first Sunday movie. Lassie is sold. His poor family needed the money. Joe, who loved Lassie, was inconsolable. Lassie is taken hundreds of miles away to Scotland to stop her from escaping to go home. She escapes anyway but with help. Lassie survives a violent storm and dog catchers but makes it home. Old Yeller made me cry, probably still would, but I don’t choose to watch it. Many movie goers won’t watch a movie if a dog dies. People can die, just not dogs. I remember the movie Volcano. The dog made it. Grandma died. A website called Doggone will tell you if a dog dies in a movie. It gets a lot of traffic.

My dance card is empty until Monday. I get to loll around the house and eat bonbons, yes on the lolling but not really on the bonbons though I wish it were so.

Wagon Wheels: Old Crow Medicine Show

Posted July 31, 2025 by katry
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