A Winter's Morning

One of those grey winter mornings when the heater is on the losing end of the fight against the frigid cold. So hard to get up out of bed and away from under all those heavy blankets. And I don't understand why I don't just see how long I can stay in bed in that wonderful half-drowsy, half-dreamy state until I'm fed up with it. Maybe it's the fear that I could spend the whole day that way, or until I fade away myself like a half-remembered dream.

A Winter's Morning

One of those grey winter mornings when the heater is on the losing end of the fight against the frigid cold. So hard to get up out of bed and away from under all those heavy blankets. And I don't understand why I don't just see how long I can stay in bed in that wonderful half-drowsy, half-dreamy state until I'm fed up with it. Maybe it's the fear that I could spend the whole day that way, or until I fade away myself like a half-remembered dream.

I've Got Confidence

Listening to SIRIUS, I had another one of those happy Elvis experiences: a song that I never heard before. A good song and a compelling performance:

True, it's evidently from his Christian catalogue, but somewhat universalist I think. And, of course, there's that Elvis magic.

I've Got Confidence

Listening to SIRIUS, I had another one of those happy Elvis experiences: a song that I never heard before. A good song and a compelling performance:

True, it's evidently from his Christian catalogue, but somewhat universalist I think. And, of course, there's that Elvis magic.