I don’t know if there is much point in covering Iron & Wine songs.  It isn’t like I have anything to add to them or twist them.  They are just beautiful and the albums always make me weep profusely and feel proud and embarrassed to be alive, simultaneously.  Everything seems like a Steinbeck story, and everyone is broken and redeemed within a single stanza.  Stealing a dog eared map and looking everywhere? That’s finding my girl, for sure.  Diving for coins?  That’s Lake Samish with Jeff & Michelle.  I hate when all the straight white eyes are on me!  I can remember cutting my long baby hair.  I recall the warm poison rats at the Yew St house.  I often feel like the blunt tongued housecat.  Tami and I washed in that cold and clean blood of Christ mountain stream on our honeymoon (huzzah huzzah).

Then there is the Resurrection Fern!  Don’t even get me started about undressing by the ashes of the fire.  I don’t care what is going on there, I want in!  I don’t know what it is about the tender bellies wound in bailing wire but it makes me so weepy to hear that line.  Those stubborn neighbor boys, the story of the bear and the dog.  Damn.  Good stuff.

Flightless Bird

Resurrection Fern

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Gigi Said

  • Topless Tapas 2012-11-03 18:44:52-

    Tami was leaving to go out with her friend and the kids begged to go with her. I said, "you don't want to go with mom, she is going to the Tapas bar and we are going to stay here and play games."

    Gigi stiffened, "That's weird", she said as she blushed. I processed fast and realized the problem. "TAPAS bar. It means 'small plate', not TOPLESS bar!"

Jude Said

  • Nicknames 2013-01-04 21:30:33-

    The checker at the store asked our always conversational little boy what his name was. He replied "Jude" then added "but sometimes they call me pumpkin brown". LOL.

    And they are right. We call him that after the folksong that we sing sometimes.

A long time ago…