*sigh*

Watched a House rerun last night that just reminded me of A (I always did think she looked a lot like Sela Ward). Lovemaking, friends telling you you're wrong for each other, bitter recriminations. Yay.

Went to bed, really tired, rolled sideways and realised that a cat had left a big pile of poop in my bed. Dry, thank goodness, but not what you want to find. Up, change the sheets...

Checked the basement this morning. One, two, three, four traps empty. Number 5? Oh, dead mousie. Rather large dead mousie. Sorry, guy; that's what happens when you break and enter. Must get a few more traps...

two wonderful songs

I was thinking of this song, not because I am in a tough place (I'm really not--I have a great job, good friends, and a lovely home), but because I know friends are finding life hard, and I wish I could lighten their load. I'd like to think if there is a God, it's one that loves its creation and tries to give it strength and truth. I'm not sure I *do* believe that, but sometimes will to believe is enough, and if anything can conjure that kind of will, it's this song by Woody Guthrie. If I remember the story aright, Ellis Paul wrote a melody for it, at the invitation of Guthrie's family, which is what he recorded. It's a wonderful strong, worthy song.

The other is another song of someone else's that Ellis has recorded. It's a song by the late Dave Carter, another piece that really makes me want to believe because it describes something so wonderful that you want to believe it.

I wish peace and strength to my friends who need it, and hope and strength and peace to all the world.