Every day when you've taken care of business working 9 to 5 just let it be and sing, sing, sing. On rainy days and Mondays when you can't touch this or can't go there, stop and listen to the rhythm of the falling rain. On those days when you are experiencing the ob-la-di, ob-la-da(s), certain nostalgic strains can take you on a sentimental journey back to yesterday. Those were the days, my friends.
It's the perfect time of year to listen closely for music everywhere. Take a baby elephant walk out in nature before they pave paradise and put up a parking lot. Tramp on a bridge over trouble water or stick your bubbly toes in the cool water of a Swanee river. Stand by me and view the lovely autumn leaves --OK don't stand that close. While we are there be sure to notice Mother Nature's orchestra of crickets, big mouthed frogs and the ever-popular flight of the bumblebees.
Back at home on the range your washing machines, microwaves, and dishwashers all pulse out a snappy cadence. The melodious beat of the clothes dryer is calling for you to get up and dance, dance, dance. Even the wheels on the bus will go round and round while the windshield wipers swish back and forth like a proverbial metronome.
Come December we will all be going to downtown Salt Lake City to ogle the frosted trees surrounding Temple Square -- where can be heard a choir of voices floating through the crisp, silent night, joined by the tinkling of jingle bells.
If there are those of you who have no idea what I'm talking about, I say, people slow down you're movin' too fast. Where are you going, anyway? The best things in life are free!
Now if you guessed 63 titles and/or lines of songs that I used in this musical litany, then jeepers creepers, you would be correct. If so, tell me whenever I see your smiling face, with a wink and a smile that is.
Till next time....