on the drive home, echo canyon near Ghost Ranch New Mexico
I didn't want to return to "civilization."
Hey, Walter. I suspect that dys had to be Sally's guide dog. <smile>
Yit, who is RA, buddy? Neat picture!
Diane, I can certainly understand how reluctant you were to return to houses and people and shopping and plumbing. It's as though civilization has forgotten how to breathe.
Dys, those pictures were only surpassed by the names of the places.
Slumgully? Love it!
Well folks, once again we have been witness to dys' history. Ah, the young rugged mountains vs. the old worn down mountains, and the land of no mountains at all.
Thank you so very much for that viewing, dys and Di.
RA as in Raggedyaggie--another fault of mine, i fear, referring to people by their inits. not to mention incomplete sentences. reminds me of a story told about dizzy dean, baseball pitcher turned sports announcer. when he heard that people criticized him for not knowing the Queen's English, he replied, "even ol' Diz knows the queen's english." or something to that effect. ;-)
incidentally, i greatly appreciate the marvelous vacation photos. the last one reminds me of the time we visited Canyon de Chelly.
Aha! Yit. Our Raggedy. Now the light dawns.
It's been a while since we immortalized her in song, right listeners? Give me a moment to recoup and I'll come up with the perfect song for the perfect gal.
I was looking backwards just now because edgar brought up a great memory on an old thread.
News in sports: (guess we have to do it occasionally, folks)
By DOUG FERGUSON, AP Golf Writer
July 17, 2005
AP - Jul 17, 2:29 pm EDT
ST. ANDREWS, Scotland (AP) -- Sunday brought yet another grand crossing over the Swilcan Bridge. The defiant return of Tiger Woods.
Two days after Jack Nicklaus bade an emotional farewell to the majors, Woods took another step toward the Golden Bear's record with another ruthless performance at St. Andrews, closing with a 2-under 70 to win the British Open for his 10th career major.
He won by five shots, the largest margin in any major since Woods won by eight at St. Andrews five years ago. This one also had a sense of inevitability, with Woods taking the lead on the ninth hole of the first round. No one caught him over the final 63.
He joined Nicklaus as the only players to win the career Grand Slam twice, and Woods completed his own version of the slam that shows how their careers are so indelibly linked -- he now has won all four majors that Nicklaus played for the last time.
It was Woods' second major in four months, restoring a dominance that had been missing the last few years. Even after he won the Masters in a playoff, there were questions about whether he could blow away the competition the way he did when he captured seven out of 11 majors.
But that's exactly what happened on the Old Course.
McTag won't care. He's on a cruise. <smile>
dyslexia wrote:same place different personality;
yes i can see the personality, looks like grizzly adams
wonderful pictures, beautiful scenery
Hey, Yit. Fleas? Adams had 'em, but not our dys ; maybe Sally, however!
Now an abridged poetical version for our Raggedy:
RaggedyAggie:
O our RaggedyAggie she works fer free,
An' she's the goodest gal you ever did see!
She arrives in our studio, come what may,
An' gives us celebs and their birthday
An' she shows us pictures and we all just smile
An' that girl knows how to give us style.
JWR won't care, folks.
oops, sorry dj, I called you Yit. They have turtles in Canada, don't they?
Oh, I was enjoying the photos Dys posted and the picture of Charlie that Yit provided -- and then I saw it - a song just for me. Thank you for the lovely song Letty. I'm singing it now to the strains of a Chopin melody. Sounds good.
I know, Raggedy. Those pictures are a diversion.
Chopin? Wow! That's a fantastic quiz question, Aggie.
Ok, who can tell us exactly what Chopin melody Aggie is singing to the cadence of "Our RaggedyAggie."?
The Ballad of Davy Crockett
Music: George Bruns
Lyrics: Tom Blackburn
Born on a mountain top in Tennessee
greenest state in the land of the free
raised in the woods so he knew ev'ry tree
kilt him a b'ar when he was only three
Davy, Davy Crockett, king of the wild frontier!
In eighteen thirteen the Creeks uprose
addin' redskin arrows to the country's woes
Now, Injun fightin' is somethin' he knows,
so he shoulders his rifle an' off he goes
Davy, Davy Crockett, the man who don't know fear!
Off through the woods he's a marchin' along
makin' up yarns an' a singin' a song
itchin' fer fightin' an' rightin' a wrong
he's ringy as a b'ar an' twict as strong
Davy, Davy Crockett, the buckskin buccaneer!
Andy Jackson is our gen'ral's name
his reg'lar soldiers we'll put to shame
Them redskin varmints us Volunteers'll tame
'cause we got the guns with the sure-fire aim
Davy, Davy Crockett, the champion of us all!~
Headed back to war from the ol' home place
but Red Stick was leadin' a merry chase
fightin' an' burnin' at a devil's pace
south to the swamps on the Florida Trace
Davy, Davy Crockett, trackin' the redskins down!
Fought single-handed through the Injun War
till the Creeks was whipped an' peace was in store
An' while he was handlin' this risky chore
made hisself a legend for evermore
Davy, Davy Crockett, king of the wild frontier!
He give his word an' he give his hand
that his Injun friends could keep their land
An' the rest of his life he took the stand
that justice was due every redskin band
Davy, Davy Crockett, holdin' his promise dear!
Home fer the winter with his family
happy as squirrels in the ol' gum tree
bein' the father he wanted to be
close to his boys as the pod an' the pea
Davy, Davy Crockett, holdin' his young'uns dear!
But the ice went out an' the warm winds came
an' the meltin' snow showed tracks of game
An' the flowers of Spring filled the woods with flame
an' all of a sudden life got too tame
Davy, Davy Crockett, headin' on West again!
Off through the woods we're ridin' along
makin' up yarns an' singin' a song
He's ringy as a b'ar an' twict as strong
an' knows he's right 'cause he ain' often wrong
Davy, Davy Crockett, the man who don't know fear!
Lookin' fer a place where the air smells clean
where the trees is tall an' the grass is green
where the fish is fat in an untouched stream
an' the teemin' woods is a hunter's dream
Davy, Davy Crockett, lookin' fer Paradise!
Now he's lost his love an' his grief was gall
in his heart he wanted to leave it all
an' lose himself in the forests tall
but he answered instead his country's call
Davy, Davy Crockett, beginnin' his campaign!
Needin' his help they didn't vote blind
They put in Davy 'cause he was their kind
sent up to Nashville the best they could find
a fightin' spirit an' a thinkin' mind
Davy, Davy Crockett, choice of the whole frontier!
The votes were counted an' he won hands down
so they sent him off to Washin'ton town
with his best dress suit still his buckskins brown
a livin' legend of growin' renown
Davy, Davy Crockett, the Canebrake Congressman!
He went off to Congress an' served a spell
fixin' up the Govern'ments an' laws as well
took over Washin'ton so we heered tell
an' patched up the crack in the Liberty Bell
Davy, Davy Crockett, seein' his duty clear!
Him an' his jokes travelled all through the land
an' his speeches made him friends to beat the band
His politickin' was their favorite brand
an' everyone wanted to shake his hand
Davy, Davy Crockett, helpin' his legend grow!
He knew when he spoke he sounded the knell
of his hopes for White House an' fame as well
But he spoke out strong so hist'ry books tell
an' patched up the crack in the Liberty Bell
Davy, Davy Crockett, seein' his duty clear!
When he come home his politickin' done
the western march had just begun
So he packed his gear an' his trusty gun
an' lit out grinnin' to follow the sun
Davy, Davy Crockett, leadin' the pioneer!
He heard of Houston an' Austin so
to the Texas plains he jest had to go
Where freedom was fightin' another foe
an' they needed him at the Alamo
Davy, Davy Crockett, the man who don't know fear!
His land is biggest an' his land is best
from grassy plains to the mountain crest
He's ahead of us all meetin' the test
followin' his legend into the West
Davy, Davy Crockett, king of the wild frontier!
I guess this means that you don't know the answer to the quiz question, edgar.
Okay, listeners. I'll go for it.
And the answer is:
Fantasy Impromptu.
Sorry. I just got here and haven't read much yet.
when i was young i had one of those "misheard lyrics" events with the davy crockett song, i was never able to figure out how he did all the things he did when he was, "killed in a bar, when he was only three"
My Gawd, folks, I missed edgar's Davy Crockett and dj just made me laugh out loud. Killed in a bar when he was only three?
All right, it's time for a mystery dedication:
Artist: Lyrics
Song: "How Deep Is the Ocean?" Lyrics
How can I tell you what is in my heart?
How can I measure each and every part?
How can I tell you how much I love you?
How can I measure just how much I do?
How much do I love you?
I'll tell you no lie
How deep is the ocean?
How high is the sky?
How many times a day do I think of you?
How many roses are sprinkled with dew?
How far would I travel
To be where you are?
How far is the journey
From here to a star?
And if I ever lost you
How much would I cry?
How deep is the ocean?
How high is the sky?
I dedicate this to the WAKy audience.
All Together Now
Lennon/McCartney
One, two, three, four,
Can I have a little more,
Five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten,
I love you.
A, B, C, D,
Can I bring my friend to tea,
E, F, G, H, I, J,
I love you.
Bom bom bom bom-pa bom
Sail the ship bom-pa bom
Chop the tree bom-pa bom
Skip the rope bom-pa bom
Look at me.
All together now, All together now,
All together now, All together now,
Black, white, green, red,
Can I take my friend to bed,
Pink, brown, yellow, orange, and blue,
I love you.
All together now, All together now,
All together now, All together now,
Bom bom bom bom bom-pa bom
Sail the ship bom-pa bom
Chop the tree bom-pa bom
Skip the rope bom-pa bom
Look at me
All together now, All together now,
All together now, All together now,
All together now!
