A few weeks ago a friend told me to circle the September 3rd date for a jazz concert.
How funny! I put the Springs Park âJazz Concertâ on my calendar and called this week for more details on the event to share.
A newly formed group of local musicians, Just for Kicks Jazz Band, will perform at Massena in Springs Park at 6 p.m. this Friday. I learned that they will play a number of standards such as “Sing, Sing, Sing”, “Stompin ‘at the Savoy” and “It Don’t Mean a Thing if it Ain’t Got that Swing!”
I grew up listening to jazz at home. My dad was in a jazz band at one point. This was before the keyboard days, so the band was rehearsing at our house with a drummer – it was easier for the drummer to move his drums than for my dad to take his upright piano to another location.
It was my dad who took me to a Duke Ellington concert at my high school in Ithaca. There is an autograph of this great jazz in my music room.
The Clockman also loves jazz. When our sons were part of the high school jazz band in Salmon River under the direction of Lyle Crofoot, he quickly understood our love for jazz.
We had the wonderful privilege of being chaperones for every field trip to a jazz concert in Potsdam – we got to see and hear Buddy Rich, Woody Hermon and Benny Goodman. Unbelievable!
We can’t wait to attend Friday’s concert and hear these musicians play – and sing old favorites and maybe a new song too! I urge you to circle the date and plan to attend as well.
They will also play at Norwood Village Green at 6 p.m. Sunday. What a wonderful time to listen to great music and support local talent.
I love to watch morning TV news on NBC and CBS. Afternoon viewing typically includes “GMA3” on ABC.
In addition to news and reporting, there are usually new product promotions that show producers think might be of interest to viewers. I have to admit I ordered a few items – some as freebies, some were fun new creations but most of no interest.
This week there was one element I just had to smile about in the north of the country.
It was a simulated sunrise awakening. Yes, the alarm clock fills your room with “brilliant yellow light,” it was explained.
We were also told that you can âwake up naturallyâ with this Sunrise Simulator alarm clock!
In our Bombay home, the morning light (most of the time) is bright and naturally fills our room.
The curtains are usually drawn so we won’t wake up to the morning light.
But most of the time our feline friend, Tigger, looks through the curtains once drawn.
As Tigger gazes out, the curtains pull back and let in the morning light – which is a good thing.
Sunrise is absolutely stunning and certainly doesn’t have a price tag of $ 150.
Our sunrise also automatically arrives at sunrise, which is now a little later, around 6 a.m.
There is nothing to do with my phone.
It appears naturally, beautifully, majestically.
And on the mornings when the window is open, the song of the birds waving in the morning adds to our natural alarm.
How grateful I am to live in the north of the country where you can actually see the sunrise (except if it’s raining).
We don’t need a simulated sunrise alarm clock as we have the real one – which also comes in several colors and added clouds.
Watching the sunrise tomorrow, I would ask you not to complain about the light coming through the bedroom curtains.
But be thankful for the beauty of a new day and the true natural sun shining through.
A loyal columnist wrote an original quote after the heat of last week.
A while ago I used a quote like âThought of the Weekâ that said, âNo winter lasts forever; no spring jumps in turn.
The quote was used in the middle of winter when many had lost hope of the return of spring!
This columnist copied the quote and posted it at home, she told me.
When our paths crossed in Massena, she always shared this quote – especially if it was a snowy winter day.
This columnist has how to rewrite this quote for the heat of summer.
Her summer quote is: âNo hot and humid summer lasts forever.
No cool, refreshing fall skips its turn!
Yes, it gives us hope that cooler days are ahead (or perhaps they have arrived by the time this document goes to print).
After my column last week, many of you shared your canning memories.
I have been told about canning tomatoes and pickles and helping mothers do that too!
Some were shocked, however, to think there were no canning lids available.
I received a phone call from a woman in Bombay.
She had read my column where I shared that I couldn’t find canning lids in the north of the country.
This woman had lids that she found in a nearby town that I hadn’t tried on yet.
Like my neighbor Carole, she was ready to share them with me for use with my canning.
My sincere thanks for this act of being a good neighbor – helping out.
Isn’t the north of the country a wonderful place to live where neighbors help each other?
âA hundred times a day, I remember that my inner and outer life depends on the works of other men, living and dead, and that I must exercise to give to the same extent that I have received and that I receive. “