“Heeeeere’s Fall”…..my favourite time of year! Yes, I’m an autumn baby (and so are my kids) so maybe a yearly “rebirth” is what I’m feeling. The season of autumn, to me, is the sensation of new beginnings. The air is lighter, fresher and crisper. We can sweat off a rather thick and muggy, “I can’t even think I’m so hot” summer. The lounge lizard days are behind us. We’re back to work. A new school year begins. The lush vegetation is offering us the fruit of its summer labours, ripe for the picking and ready for us to savour. The trees slowly paint a riot of colour against striking blue skies, something Tom Thompson captured so perfectly in so many paintings. Drives through the country are invigorating and somehow more liberating.
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Pat Blythe – The summer of 2020…..and music
Posted in Family, life, music, Opinion, Review with tags Bob Segarini, DBAWIS, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Ed Kopala, Eddie Bullen, luvthemusic, Pat Blythe, Pat Blythe A Girl With A Camera, Paul DeLong, Quincy Bullen, Quisha Wint, QW Productions, Relish Bar & Grill, Robert Bilton, Suzi Kory, The BTB's on September 16, 2020 by segariniPat Blythe – Pop Goes The Weasel, Bill Wood and The Woodies, Wanda’s, The BTBs……and Music!
Posted in Opinion, Review with tags A Girl With A Camera, A Girl With A Camera "The Picture Taker", Barbette, Bill Wood & The Woodies, David Beaver, DBAWIS, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Eye Eye, Gerry Young, Jazz, jazz fusion, Kensington Market Toronto, luvthemusic, Orbit Room, Pat Blythe, Paul DeLong, Pop Goes The Weasel: Rock And Roll Off The Record, Pow Wow Cafe, Relish Bar & Grill, Shawn Adler, Summerfolk, Supermarket, The BTB's, Wanda Beaver, Wanda's Pie In The Sky on February 7, 2019 by segariniI’ve actually finished a book!!! A real ” hold in your hands manually turn the pages” book. Reading is deeply embedded in my DNA. I descend from a long line of voracious readers. It began at the age of four and never stopped. The comprehension/speed reading exercises they put us through in grades seven and eight have served me well. Chris and I used to read together in companionable silence, only coming up for air when there was something one of us just had to share…..or to make the tea.