Sweet…Not so Baby…James…

I just spent some time…this morning…playing on youtube.com…checking out some music videos from…the…day…when I came across a somewhat recent one…of James Taylor…as a real grown-up…sixty-something…with very little hair…singing one of my all-time favorite songs…You’ve Got a Friend

It immediately takes me back…I’m seventeen…my boyfriend just gave me my very first cassette tape…Mud Slide Slim…by a long-haired…hippy looking…Sweet Baby James…I didn’t have my own player at the time…they were just coming out…so like a soda with two straws…we shared his…I’d keep it for a couple of days…and then he would…You’ve Got a Friend…was our song…life was good…

My…how times have changed…that ill-fated tape became twisted and gnarled so many years ago…that I don’t even recall its demise…like so many things from my youth…including that budding romance…

Bertha…points out…that regardless of how much hair James has today…how many pounds I’ve gained or wrinkles I’ve found…how many years have come and gone…with their ups and downs…the music is still as sweet…the melody…still takes me back…and the words still warm my heart…

Maybe getting older is alright…as long as I can still listen to the music of my youth…and…yes…of course…I do have it on iTunes…life is good…

Jane

Why Did the Cow Cross the Road…

I worked summer school this week…but…not at my school…so…as I was driving a different route…I noticed a fairly unusual road sign…Cow Crossing…I immediately looked in all directions…and…you guessed it…I didn’t see a single cow…hmmm…

Interestingly…I grew up on this road…figure I’ve gone down it at least 11,000 times…don’t laugh…I did the math…that’s a conservative estimate…anyway…in all my years…I don’t recall ever seeing the sign…not even in the recent years when I rode my bike through there…well…there were some dogs in that area that I was always aware of…so…that may have held my attention…but…I promise…dogs or no dogs…I would have noticed cows crossing the road…

Honestly…riding on country roads…I did come across a few stray cows…and they get more than a bit skittish when a girl on a bicycle rides nearby…and at their size…I figure an altercation could have unpleasant consequences for said rider…so…my cow radar was always turned on…but…I digress…

The point of the story…was that I wondered…why if I’ve never seen a cow in the area…was the sign here…I mean really…the highway department doesn’t put up signs haphazardly…there had be a reason…

Further investigation…did reveal a gate to an empty pasture on the left side of the road…but there was a steep embankment leading to it…definitely not easy access…then…way on the right side…nestled between some houses…I did see some cows…happily grazing…in another pasture…but there wasn’t a gate…and…not a one of them seemed to have the least interest in crossing the road…

About that time…Bertha…popped up from the backseat…surveyed the situation…and said…it reminded her a lot of life…of course…mine in particular…

She said…that I have been known…to do things…that make absolutely no sense to the average observer…but that to me…they make perfect sense…and have a valid reason…

Of course…the reverse is true…and I think that’s the case that she was trying to make…that I have observed the actions of others willy-nilly…and…that…yes…on occasion…I had made certain assumptions regarding their actions…AKA…judgments…without having the least understanding of the circumstances…

Hmmm…busted…I guess I’ve done that a time or two…

Then…she gave me a new quote…just to help me remember the lesson…

Ignorance of the cows…is no excuse! ~Bertha

Somehow…I don’t think that one will become a question on Jeopardy…but hey…what do I know…

Jane