New Implants!

 On the operating table.

 The amputated parts.

 The new implants.

 Implants in place.

Made a full recovery.

Walk Away

After decades of playing separately, we've joined forces and we're finally doing it.

Locked Out

Six thirty a.m. wake-up call stifled by a closed gate and cleaning crew. Not a problem when plan B and plan C are within twenty minutes driving - I love this valley. Complete with a pancake benediction reminiscent of, but not equal to Carlyle.

USA

Betty

Travel through the sky before the sun brings to life.
I'm so unsure of when the next night falls.
The message received brought us down to our knees.
Through torment, to heaven the captain calls.

I looked on her face. With soft smile in place
She said, "It's not time, but it won't be long."
These scars don't show and the glory unknown.
While we wait we'll sing every song.

The blood they demand it now drips down the hand
Of your son down by where you lay.
The wind forced inside, it won't carry our cry -
"Oh Lord, will you show me the day?"

I looked at her face, that soft smile erased.
She said, "It's time. This won't take long."
These scars don't show an the glory unknown.
While we wait we'll sing for you this song.