November 2016
Closed Eyes On An Old House
Posted November 24, 2016
Sleep did not come easy the night before Thanksgiving when I was a child. Maybe even more so on this night than the one that comes a month later. You know, the one in late December when kids stare up at the sky after the stars come out to see if they can catch a glimpse of a man in a sleigh.
No, I Won't. Yes, I Will.
Posted November 5, 2016
This is Chauncey's Gift. The name of the piece, that is. I don't know anyone named Chauncey but I think it's a fine name. Mr. MoonDog chose it after a character in a movie who was a little touched in the head and tended a flower garden before becoming a political advisor. Like I said, he was simple minded. Chauncey, not Mr. MoonDog.