This one holds some real sentimental value for me, it's my childhood written in song form <3
Half a lifetime ago I moved from California to this quaint little place known as the Inland Northwest. From suburban life to country, it was almost a culture shock but in the best kind of way. We ended up learning to ride horses, harvest from u-pick farms, raise chickens, grow gardens, drive about a mile out onto a gorgeous prairie where Eagles flew above and Elk passed through in the winter and fall.
One day my family and I were busy canning peaches and there's this thing we learned about the jars... if they're not hot when you put them in the water bath the glass bottom of the jar will break and all those hard earned, packed peaches will go floating about in the water, ruined. It was so frustrating after a long day working in the hot kitchen! We had watched the Sound of Music not long before this project, so while we worked and hoped that such would not be the fate of this batch of peaches we came up with this version of the classic song, Our Favorite Things
Our Favorite Things- The Sound of Music
(revised to fit my quaint little corner of the world ^^)
Saddled up Horses
And Ripe Huckleberries
First snow on the mountain
And 'Pitt Spit' with Cherries
Bright Golden Tamaracks
Bulbs in the Spring
These are a few of our Favorite Things
Little green Hummingbirds
Black and White Kittens
Fields dotted with Elk Herds
And eggs from our chickens
Screech owls that screech in the
Dead of the night
These things help us to get over our frights!
When the bugs bite,
When the jars break,
When We're feeling mad
We Simply remember our favorite things
And then we don't feel,
So bad.
Summer storms billow
in Flashes of Thunder!
Whitney and Muffin
The deck they are under
June Bugs that come in the mid of July
They flap their wings.....
But they sure cannot fly!
Monty our Maincoon
A snow laden Gale
Hikes through the forest
Turkeys and Quail
Chickens a' roosting,
The Dinner bells' Ring
These are a few of our favorite things!
Ten and one acres for all of the berries
Calvary Chapel,
Green Bluff
And The Prairie
Hansens for Apples
And Yokes for Ice Cream,
These are a few of our Favorite things!
When the bugs bite,
When the jars break,
When we're feeling mad
We simply remember our favorite things
And then we don't feel,
So bad!
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Lissa's Collection of Poetry and Short Stories
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