Going out to bears everywhere

this poem set to music by Natalie Merchant was just the thing tonight:

The Dancing Bear*
Albert Bigelow Paine (1861-1937)

Oh, it’s fiddle-de-dum and fiddle-de-dee,
The dancing bear ran away with me;
For the organ-grinder he came to town
With a jolly old bear in a coat of brown.
And the funny old chap joined hands with me,
While I cut a caper and so did he.
Then ’twas fiddle-de-dum and fiddle-de-dee,
I looked at him, and he winked at me,
And I whispered a word in his shaggy ear,
And I said, “I will go with you, my dear.”

Then the dancing bear he smiled and said,
Well, he didn’t say much, but he nodded his head,
As the organ-grinder began to play
“Over the hills and far away.”
With a fiddle-de-dum and a fiddle-de-dee;
Oh, I looked at him and he winked at me,
And my heart was light and the day was fair,
And away I went with the dancing bear.

Oh, ’tis fiddle-de-dum and fiddle-de-dee,
The dancing bear came back with me;
For the sugar-plum trees were stripped and bare,
And we couldn’t find cookies anywhere.
And the solemn old fellow he sighed and said,
Well, he didn’t say much, but he shook his head,
While I looked at him and he blinked at me
Till I shed a tear and so did he;
And both of us thought of our supper that lay
Over the hills and far away.
Then the dancing bear he took my hand,
And we hurried away through the twilight land;
And ’twas fiddle-de-dum and fiddle-de-dee
When the dancing bear came back with me.

* Not to be confused with the one of my contra dancing memory or our favorite about uncle walter

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Last wave

Shop. Cut. Rinse and repeat. Added some grays and pales. The two stacks in lower right are the left overs of the original strips. I still have quite a bit of those so can balance the colors if needed.

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Brisket

Oops sorry afternoon customers. I brought brisket for lunch. Ummmm. Garlic is good for you. And brisket is yummy!

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Up and running

Batting up and trimmed and the contents of the 2 x 4 foot board transferred to the new wall.

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Monday redux

First, a word or two from the Quote Box:

Kind words can be short and easy to speak, but their echoes are truly endless. — Mother Theresa

I have the batting up on the wall, thanks to the nice guy at Agway who didn’t laugh when I asked for help getting different screws to fit into the funny little “finish washers” to hold the stuff up. Note to those considering something like this – you pretty much have to put a hole into the batting before screwing everything in with the drill. Otherwise it just twists around the screw which is not the desired effect. Rather than using screws on all the other edges, I’m going to get some white-headed long pins and use them judiciously around to keep everything from flapping without needing a lot of work to get it off.

So that’s done and trimmed: easily done with scissors using the quarter round molding as a guide.

What other trouble can I get into today?

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