We are moths and can
infest everything! We then
lay a zillion eggs.
– Leonard Blumfeld (© 2023)
Note
A grim reality report from the afflicted kitchen.
This world is so wide that, even if you flitted around and around it, you would never reach the end of it. This blog is a collage of more or less literary and humorous, outlandish or sometimes even serious glimpses at this great wide world.
We are moths and can
infest everything! We then
lay a zillion eggs.
– Leonard Blumfeld (© 2023)
Note
A grim reality report from the afflicted kitchen.
Me and Loretta, we don't talk much now
She sits and stares through the backdoor screen
And all the news just repeats itself
Like some forgotten dream that we've both seen
(John
Prine, from the lyrics of Hello In There)
This song has a story for me. I came to know it when I bought Diamonds & Rust by Joan Baez around 1975, the year it was released. Hello In There instantly struck me as one of the best songs on the album and made me aware of its composer, John Prine. As a result, I started listening to Prine and bought several of his albums.