a different kind of inspiration

Please don't laugh at me...my non-bloggy friends do quite enough of that. Yes...you lot...you know who you are! But I love John Denver and I miss him. I wonder what beautiful music he would have written if he hadn't died? I spent yesterday morning doing the housework and indulging myself in a Denver-fest. I live alone, mostly...a definite advantage when you want to play daggy music...loudly...for a very long time...and sing along at the top of your voice as well :)

The vampire slayer did choose to spend most of the morning outside though...must remember to try that little trick more often!

So...indulge me... some pictures inspired by John Denver lyrics, for those who share my affection for the boy who slept in his grandma's feather bed...

'close your eyes and rest your weary mind...'

'like a night in a forest...'

'like a walk in the rain...' 

'perhaps love is like a window, perhaps an open door...'

'like the colours of the rainbow...' 

'lie there by the fire and watch the evening tire...' 

'how sweet it is to love someone, how right it is to care...' 

'today, while the blossoms still cling to the vine...' 

'a million tomorrows shall all pass away, 'ere i forget all the joy that is mine today...'

Oh, and guess what...complete tragic that I am...I have a John Denver autograph. An old flame of mine found himself sitting next to John Denver on a plane a long time ago...and knowing of my devotion, asked for this...and I treasure it.

I'm coming out of the John Denver closet bloggy people. I plan to find myself a suitable, beautiful frame and proudly show that autograph off...

Vale John...you've brought me a lot of joy...especially on long road trips...and if you want to call me a 'dag'...any of you...please do! I know John wouldn't mind. Peace, out.

images: buddha and autograph by me; others from here, here and here