Garden Bloggers Bloom Day May 2022

It's May, it's the 15th of the month, and it is spring/summer in my zone 5b garden in the Southern Tier of New York State.

Friday we reached 86F (30C) and yesterday we got up to 83F (28.3C) before things clouded over.  It's been warm and very dry, and a lot of my spring bulbs gave up blooming for the year, along with my cherry tree.  Today it is near 80 and we may get strong storms later today.  The rain is welcome.  The "strong storms" part (chance of tornadoes) isn't.

It was a bit disappointed because I had a number of spring flowers to show you, and they are gone.  But, nevertheless, there are a lot of blooms at my house - finally!  Winter is truly over.  As usual, the variety names are lost to me because I don't keep good records.

I only have a couple of these late pink and white tulips.

Ditto for these white tulips. 

 

Only a few late daffodils left.  These grow several flowers on a stem and have a scent.

 

Last of my late yellow - this may not last the day and is so faded you can barely see the yellow.

These are what the blooms on my wild cherry tree looked like on the 11th, alas.

The lilacs have come out.

 

Light purple. (We had another lilac, but it was destroyed in our late April snowstorm).  We planted this one several years ago.

White (we share this with our next door neighbor; part of it is on their side and part on ours).

Darker purple.  This came with the house, so it is over 30 years old.

In our shady back yard, a wood poppy purchased several years ago from Monticello (President Thomas Jefferson's home).

White bleeding heart.

Pink bleeding heart.  I don't think it's happy where it is and we may have to fix that.
 

Barrenwort.

Lungwort.

Variegated Solomon's Seal.

And that's it for today, although I have lots more, because I have to go now.  If this wasn't enough, why not go to the site of the woman who lovingly provides this monthly 15th of the month meme, Carol at May Dreams Gardens, and check out her blog and other blogs linking to GBBD today?

See you next time!

Global Big Day and Eurovision

What a big day this is for music lovers and birders!  I'll have to divide this post into two parts so you can read whichever section moves you!

BIRDS

Today is Global Big Day,  when birders from all over the world try to count as many species as they can over a 24 hour period. "More than 51,000 people from 192 countries submitted 134,000 checklists with eBird" in 2021. (eBird is an app for recording bird sightings, and helps with bird ID and bird education).

Both heard and sighted birds count, and if you don't know what you heard or saw, there are general categories for those.  Researchers use these checklists for various purposes, and it is important you don't omit anything. What you didn't see or hear can be as important as what you did know confidently enough to identify.

So...we tried to listen and hear on an exercise walk and pay some attention to our feeder.  At least it's a beautiful day, It's 81F (27.2C) out there right now and after I finish this post, I'm going to get outside and experience more of the beauty of spring.

From earlier this week, Binghamton, New York

EUROVISION

Today (at 3pm Eastern Daylight Time) the finals of Eurovision will begin.

Last year, I found out about Eurovision for the first time and blogged about it. When I told my spouse I was blogging about Eurovision, he responded "What's Eurovision?"  I have a feeling more people know this year than last, but in case this is new to you:

Eurovision is an annual contest which originated in the aftermath of World War II, when Europe was struggling to recover from the horrors of World War II.  The idea was for various European countries to cooperate with each other "through cross-border TV broadcasts". The contest started in 1956, based on an Italian music festival,  with seven countries participating, and has expanded into the largest world music event there is.

Until last year, I had no idea that the singers Celene Dion and the group ABBA, among others got their start from Eurovision.  I was aware that Riverdance had its start as the "interval" act in 1994. (An interval act performs after the last act in the final during the tallying of the votes, and some of these acts have won their own brand of fame. Additionally, I learned a new word, too, because "intervals" are what we Americans call "intermission" in an event.)

Our country tried its own version of Eurovision this year called the American Song Contest.  I should be blogging about that contest in the next week or two.

This will be broadcast live on the streaming service Peacock and hopefully, with my free account, I'll be able to access it.

Here's a taste of Eurovision for you. 

Riverdance, the 1994 interval act that introduced the word to this wonderful dance act and Michael Flatley.

Norway and its entry "Give That Wolf a Banana" as performed by Subwoolfer. 

Wanting more flowers?  Join me tomorrow for Garden Bloggers Bloom Day.

Hungry for more music? Join me Monday for another episode of Music Moves Me.

Celebrating Blue Skies #SkywatchFriday

It's time to watch the sky today!

Let's say goodbye to grey, gloomy spring (photo taken April 23) skies with no leaves on the trees.

Let's say hello to the sun, flowering trees, and green!

For almost a week, where I live in the Southern Tier of New York, it was sunny with low humidity and no clouds.  The week started out cool.  By yesterday we had reached 85F  (29.4C) and we finally got some clouds.  Let's enjoy some spring photos from earlier in the week.  

We took a trip to Ithaca, New York, which has a number of waterfalls.  Here's Ithaca Falls on Monday.
 

Two bushes side by side, with a peek of sky, at the Cornell Botanic Gardens.

Stewart Park, Ithaca. Loved this reflection.

Finally, two geese a-swimming.

Joining Yogi and other sky loving bloggers today and other Fridays at #SkywatchFriday.

Cherry Tree May #ThursdayTreeLove

The cherry trees are in bloom today in the Southern Tier of New York, along with many others.  We've had such a beautiful week, with perfect temperatures, and it's time to celebrate before the weather turns cool again, which it will do early next week.

I got this native cherry tree from a neighbor (now deceased) as a small sapling and it has grown into quite the bloomer.  I apologize for the glare in this picture.

It isn't a fruit bearer (and its fruits seem to be ignored by birds until they are scrounging for whatever is available in early spring) but I love its blossoms.

Spring teaches us to pause, breathe in beauty, and exhale our cares, if only for a few minutes.

I grew up in a city housing project in a small apartment, and I feel fortunate to have this small plot of land with my own flowering trees to enjoy.  Hopefully there will still be blooms on the 15th, when I join other flower lovers for May Dreams Gardens' Garden Bloggers Bloom Day.

Joining with Parul of Happiness and Food, and other tree lovers each second and fourth Thursdays of the month, for #ThursdayTreeLove.

Patience! #WordlessWednesday

Memories of earlier in the spring, when it seemed that winter would never loosen its grip on us.

Seen earlier this spring at a local nursery.

Daffodils at the nursery May 10

 

But oh, when spring flowers come out...patience is rewarded.

Joining Sandee at Comedy Plus for her #WordlessWednesday.

Rooting For The Birds 2022

He looked at me, and I looked at him. It was love at first sight, at least for me.

And my spouse didn't even care.  In fact, he peeked over my shoulder for a better look.

It was May of 2021, and it isn't what you think.

First, a little background.  During the pandemic, spouse and I discovered birding.  We weren't that serious about it until late in the winter of 2020-2021, when we bought our first bird feeder and filled it with safflower seed. A bag that held nyger seed came next, then a window mounted hummingbird feeder.

Now, it's gotten a little serious.

We are probably the only two people in the United States who watch a British Baking Show and, if we see a bird, we immediately back up the program so we can get a good look. At the bird. The pies and cakes have to wait, ignored until we do an Internet search.  

I need to mention here that a lot of the birds in Great Britain, and in Europe for that matter, are not found here in the Northeast United States.

I won't bore you with what we've identified, except we recently found out that the European goldfinch (which doesn't look like our American goldfinch) has a self sustaining colony in Prospect Park in Brooklyn (a borough of New York City). We can thank the British Baking Show for introducing us to this bird, along with several others.

Moving on (like a blogger I love likes to say)....

We are in the midst of spring migration and birds that don't live here during the year (or at least during the winter) may stop by our yard for a day or two of feeding. This is what happened with our bird friend who opened this post, and, twice this year, this species of bird has shown up on our feeder for a day before moving on to its final destination. (If you care, they were male rose-breasted grosbeaks).

Did you know there's a program to track bird migration?  It's called Birdcast and you can get all kinds of statistics including how many migrating birds may be in the air tonight.  Sunday night, between 8:10 pm and 5:50 am, it's estimated that some 665,800 birds crossed our county on the way to...somewhere.

This may be one of those migrators, from last week.  We saw this May 7 and are still trying to ID it. The bad photo I was able to get before it flew off shows the bird in the upper right hand corner. 

The white flowering tree it was in against the white sky makes it difficult so please don't try to ID it.

It gives me chills, thinking of 665,800 birds in the air, flying at maybe 4,000 feet at 21 miles per hour. (yes, Birdcast tells you that, too).  Through the night their wings beat, as they strive to complete their journeys from - Florida? Jamaica? Mexico? The Amazon basin? 

How do they navigate?   How do they know where they are going?

Many die. But many make it to our Northern regions, to mate and produce young for the fall migration back home.  Yes, many of our summer birds here don't live here most of the year.  But they risk their lives to come to their summer home.

How can I not admire birds?  How can I not root for them, now that I know?

From One Song to Another #MusicMovesMe

 It's Monday and we all know what time it is.  It's music time!

Who are the Music Moves Me bloggers? We are bloggers who blog about music each Monday and if you have music to share with us, you are most welcome to join! (Music Posts Only-meaning at least one music video, please!)   Our head hostess is Cathy from Curious as a Cathy,  and she is joined by the knowledgeable Stacy of Stacy Uncorked, Sandee at Comedy Plus, and little ol' me.  Our founder, Xmas Dolly, has stepped back from blogging for now, and would appreciate your good thoughts as she works through some health issues.

We'd love more music lovers to join our fun group.  All you have to do is join the linky above with a music post that contains at least one music video (there must be a music video or your post will be subject to removal or labeling "No Music").  That's it!

Each month, except December, we have a guest host. For the month of May, our guest host is John Holton of "The Sound of One Hand Typing" and he's got a good month of themes picked out for us.

For today, John is choosing the theme "You Pick".  I have a feeling that many of the Music Moves Me bloggers will pick Mothers Day inspired themes, as yesterday was Mother's Day in the United States, but I was inspired to take a different musical track.

I thought of one song and then the rest just followed.  That doesn't happen often with me.  Most all of these are 60's songs (and I can be talked into considering 1970 as part of the 60's).

For a long time, I never realized this song was done by the Moody Blues.  It's not like their work of just a handful of years later.  Here is "Go Now" from 1965.

From 1965, She's Not There - Zombies

From 1964, House of the Rising Sun - The Animals

Sonny and Cher's 1965's "I Got You Babe" brings back a lot of memories for me. 

"Younger Girl" Lovin' Spoonful also from 1965.  I must be in a 1965 mood today.  But now, let's jump forward to 1970.

Dawning is the Day - Moody Blues, from 1970.  I grew up in New York City and one station, which I think may have been WNEW-FM (I couldn't verify this online), used to use a snippet of this song in one of their station jingles.

Speaking of FM radio in New York City in the late 60's and 70's, I am going to end with Alison Steele, a disc jockey who had the overnight shift at WNEW-FM. She called herself The Nightbird and would start her shift reciting poety and playing flute music.

She had such a wonderful voice and I would stay up late, sometimes until 4am, unable to sleep but there Alison was to keep me company.  Rest in Peace, Nightbird.  Steele died of stomach cancer at the age of 58.   This is long but I invite you to sample this Valentine's Day broadcast, complete with her reading poetry and I would be willing to bet that many who grew up in New York City in the 70's remember her.

And that's a wrap!

Join me again next week, same time, same place.

Mothers Day 2022

At my age, the people I know tend to have either mothers in their 80's or 90's, needing increasing amounts of care, or have mothers who died in recent years.

I'm not one of them.  My Mom died, suddenly, in 1965.

I also know there are people out there who never knew their mothers, or who had relationships with them that were abusive, painful, or otherwise not one to celebrate.  You can call us all, those who lost mothers through death, or those who lost mothers through lack of mothering, motherless daughters, and Mothers Day can be painful for us. Today, I honor us all.

Also, I must honor those who aren't mothers, but have acted in that role: teachers, siblings, aunts/uncles, cousins, fathers, friends.  My father raised me after my Mom passed away, and had to be both mother and father to me.  One of my aunts became, in some ways, a second mother to me, as did a childhood friend and her mother.

Today, Mother's Day in the United States, I also want to blog a little about my mother.

What would I have thought of my Mom if I had known her in my adult years? I don't know. 

I know that she passed on her love of reading to me.  She nourished it, much as she nourished the geraniums and mother in law tongue plants she grew on her windowsill.  She loved Lilacs and Roses talcum powder but my lilacs aren't open yet.  In fact, I lost one to a snowstorm almost two weeks ago.

But I do have geraniums.

In a way, I follow in her footsteps, except I have a small yard to grow things in instead of an apartment in a New York City housing project.

Here are some of my flowers in bloom today.

 Brunneria.

Lungwort.

A small tulip.

Tulips, grape hyacinths, and daffodils. The kissing statue was my late mother in law's.  To the right of the statue, a Japanese tree peony is readying its bloom (its foliage is red/brown right now).

You might be proud, Mom, that I grow some plants from Thomas Jefferson's home in Virginia. Among them is this wood poppy.  I also have blackberry lilies, which are just now coming up.

Fringed tulip.

And, finally, a heart for you.

I know you would be happy that I am writing, which I am, when I blog daily.

Once again: happy Mothers Day to mothers, or those who act in the role of mothers.  

Giving Myself the Finger

A few days I had a busy afternoon making up hanging baskets and planters.  Here are several of them.

Petunia basket I had made a couple of weeks ago.

Petunia planter from this week.

Another petunia planter from this past week.

Wednesday I noted I was having pain and some redness in the cuticle and side of the index finger of my right hand (I am right handed and I also started suffering this fall from a skin condition that seems to be worse in that hand). I tried using some home care, but by yesterday I was suspecting an infection.  Because of my skin condition my fingers can get swollen and red anyway, and if I don't constantly moisturize I get tiny, painful blisters on my fingers. (Sorry for the TMI).  But this was different.

A nurse practitioner at my dermatologists was able to see me yesterday and diagnosed an infection, something called paronychia.  Because I am allergic to many antibiotics, the doctor is trying me on a topical antibiotic.  I use it twice a day and soak the finger in a 50-50 white vinegar/water solution four times a day.  But, as part of this she doesn't want me to do any gardening  (because I wear gloves during these activities) until it clears up.

I had just bought (and used during the potting) new gardening gloves which had a cotton liner but apparently it wasn't good enough.

Bad timing!

Paronychia, it would seem, is the most common skin infection

So we have various flowers now that my spouse will have to plant for me.  And our community garden is going to be opening later in the week and he'll be busy there.

I really need to find good gardening gloves that you can feel through but are safe for people with hand conditions.  This is something new for me.

In the meantime, I should have plenty of flowers to share with you on Garden Bloggers Bloom day, Sunday after next.

April to May Skies #SkywatchFriday

Spring has finally come to the Southern Tier of New York (I hope!)  I still have no sunsets to show you, but at last I have some actual blue skies to show you.  Let's revisit the skies of May Day first.

On May 1st the clouds look like they are shooting out of some central point.

A Bradford Pear on the trail where I exercise walk.

Birds hanging out in a tree.  Behind them, a streaky sky.  

Now, let's move forward to yesterday.  I attended my first in person meeting since COVID, in a local park, and took these pictures after the meeting.

This is a park I haven't shown you in a long time, but here's a post I did on it back in 2013.   Our area calls itself "The Carousel Capital" because we have six operating carousels during the summer months.  Best of all, they are free to ride.  The structure on the right is the housing for this park's carousel.

A redbud tree in full bloom.

Bradford Pears finishing up.

Finally, just to come full circle, we walked on the same trail as we did on May 5.  This time, it's a grey catbird in a tree.  And, the trees are greening up.

Joining Yogi and other skywatchers, as I do each Friday, for #SkywatchFriday.

A to Z Reflections 2022 #AtoZReflections #AtoZChallenge

Winner, winner, chicken dinner!

Another April has come and gone and it's time for reflection. 

No, not this type of reflection.

Rather this type of reflection.

Here are my Reflections on the 2022 Blogging from A to Z Challenge. 

When I look at my 2021 Reflections, my thoughts are so similar.  Too similar.  Way too similar.  So similar, in fact, that I am going to use the same format (and some of the same words) as last year.

So What am I Reflecting About?

Along with hundreds of other bloggers, I participated in a blogging challenge this past April which involved blogging about something beginning with A on April 1, all the way to Z on April 30, with breaks only on Sundays. (26 letters = 26 days of posts). My theme was ""From Florida to Vermont With Stops In Between". 

This year, similar to last year, I decided to participate at practically the last minute, meaning I had to scramble to write some of the posts. So what else is new?  It's a big mistake, by the way.  You really have to write most of your posts in advance, and not change your mind 50 times.

But I did complete A to Z despite some challenges life threw my way.  But people have overcome challenges that are way more challenging than I've faced, so:  no excuses!

The People Who Keep the Challenge Running

Arlee Bird (founder)Tossing it Out

J Lenni Dorner (captain) of Blog of Author J Lenni Dorner

Zalka Csenge Virág of The Multicolored Diary

John Holton atThe Sound of One Hand Typing

Jayden R Vincente (spreadsheets)at  J R Vincente Erotica Writer

Anjela Curtis (graphics)at  AnjelaCurtis.com

Let's give a shoutout to all these fine people.

The Challenge Itself

As I tend to do, I changed my mind about certain letters at the last minute.But, unlike past years, I found myself constantly changing topics for some easy letters, such as P, R and S, and that wasn't that necessary. It wasted a lot of time.  Why was I so indecisive?

The Fun

Part of the fun of this challenge is finding new blogs, and rediscovering blogs I read during previous challenges but didn't keep reading past April 30 for one reason or another.  This year, I didn't do much exploring, including some blogs I had followed just to read some of their posts.  

Social Media

Increasingly, A to Z is utilizing social media for chats, posts, and so forth.  I'm trying to limit my social media presence.  It's a time suck and I want to do a lot more reading of books.  So no, I didn't participate.  Did it limit the number of people who read my blog? Probably.

Statistics? 

I rarely look at my stats.  I am not blogging for business reasons, or to be an influencer.  Right now I'm in a comfortable spot with my blogging and readership.  That, of course, is always subject to change.

The Apology

Once again, I didn't do much exploring.  If you did find me, I did reciprocate, though -I hope.  I like that the blog challenge signup gave you the option of telling readers, in advance, how much exploring you would do.

I didn't depend on the participant list that much after the first couple of days, because I've found (in the past) that I seem to pick blogs where the author abandoned the Challenge after the first several days.  Maybe that wasn't true this year, but several times burned, twice shy (or something like that).

What About Next Year?

In past years, I tended to be so energized that I was tempted to do an A to Z on my own for May.  Not this year.  Tired.  I hate to be a downer, but  I don't think I'll participate again.  On the other hand, April 2023 is a long time away.  

So, please check in with me in March of 2023.

The Thank You

If you discovered my blog through A to Z, either this year or previous years, and are still here reading this, I thank you.

Last but not least...I hope you'll stay and keep reading my blog

I've been blogging daily since 2011 (I started blogging in2009) so I hope you'll stick around and check out my regular programming:  Music Moves Me on Mondays, a Wordless Wednesday (not that wordless) on Wednesdays, and Skywatch Friday on Friday.

Finally,

THANK YOU, MY READERS.

Beer or Glory #WordlessWednesday

Two signs from the Greater Binghamton Bridge Run, held Sunday.  These were placed on the ground to direct the runners.

Which would you rather run for, if you are a runner?

Beer?

Or Glory?

Whichever you choose, may the Fourth be with you.

Joining Sandee at Comedy Plus for her Wordless Wednesday.

Possible Golden Eagle and Definite Yellow Spring Flowers

Spring is full of beauty, and, for some reason, so much of that beauty is in shades of yellow.  Spring seems to have come on so quickly.  I look around me and it seems like the trees were bare just yesterday.

Wasn't it just yesterday?

Which brings us to the possible Golden Eagle my spouse saw today.  (If you aren't into birds, you can skip right to the photos of flowers).

About 11:30 am yesterday, spouse was on our back porch, which faces a small wooded area.  Suddenly, a dark bird that looked,at first, like a huge crow landed on a branch.   It definitely wasn't a crow.  Besides the large size, it had the stance of a raptor sitting in a tree.

 There were a number of common grackles in the area (they love our yard, sadly), and these birds started to mob this mystery bird. The grackles flew around it and harassed it for a few minutes before it flew off.  Spouse got a good look at it. No flash of red tail.  Very dark uniform brown except the head was a little lighter.  The underside of wings were "very dark; no white tips on wings, no white markings on the underside. Spouse is pretty positive it wasn't a juvenile bald eagle. 

The bird didn't seem agitated by the mobbing almost like it was beneath his (or her) dignity to pay attention to it.

We've only been birding for a little over a year. Spouse consulted our bird guides and thought, by process of elimination, it might be a golden eagle.  When I came down for lunch (I work from home) I used Merlin (a bird ID app) and it did not return golden eagle, possibly because they are rare in our area (southern tier of New York State) but spring migration is in progress.  The app didn't return any bird that looked like this.

The bird never made a sound.

Spouse didn't take pictures. With his iPhone SE first edition, it probably wouldn't have picked anything up, anyway.

After lunch, spouse went to our local Wild Birds Unlimited.  A customer, hearing spouse's description of what he saw, said that there had been a golden eagle sighting in a village about five miles from us. The counter person said it was quite possible, given that we are in spring migration.

So, now what?  I don't want to report it to eBird (a bird reporting app) given that we are beginners and this is a rare bird in our area.  But - ???

I know some birders read my blog so any comments you have may be helpful.

Meanwhile, Merlin did identify (from sound) a yellow warbler so right now I'm excited between that and the possible golden eagle.

END OF BIRDING SEGMENT

And now, to the flowers.

 Let's take a walk where I live in the Southern Tier of New York.

Forsythia.

My early jonquils.

Species tulip - on their way out now, but this was when they were in their full beauty. 

Mid season daffodils at my house.

A viola. 

Daffodils at a local nursery last Friday.  White with pale yellow trumpets.

A bed of daffodils in Binghamton, New York, earlier in April.

Finally, a yellow primrose at our local botanical garden.

 It's hard to believe that only two weeks ago, we had about 10 inches of snow and massive power failures.  

I think - I hope - that spring is here to stay.  Alas, our migrating birds are passing through, but their journeys may be brightening my and spouse's golden years.

Working for Music #MusicMovesMe

It's Monday, and it's time for music!

Who are the Music Moves Me bloggers? We are bloggers who blog about music each Monday and if you have music to share with us, you are most welcome to join! (Music Posts Only-meaning at least one music video, please!)   Our head hostess is Cathy from Curious as a Cathy,  and she is joined by the knowledgeable Stacy of Stacy Uncorked, and little ol' me.  Our founder, Xmas Dolly, has stepped back from blogging for now, and would appreciate your good thoughts as she works through some health issues.

We'd love more music lovers to join our fun group.  All you have to do is join the linky above with a music post that contains at least one music video (there must be a music video).  That's it!

Each month, except December, we have a guest host. For the month of May, our guest host is John Holton of "The Sound of One Hand Typing" and he's got a good month of themes picked out for us.

For today, John is choosing the theme "Work Songs" in honor of St. Joseph the Worker and May Day.

Let's start with a song by The Judds, in honor of the late Naomi Judd, who passed away this weekend.  Here's their cover of "Working in The Coal Mine".

Let's move on to a Disney song from 1938's animated movie "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs."  Here's Adriana Caselotti and 'Whistle While You Work".

Loretta Lynn and "Coal Miner's Daughter", a tribute to her father. 

Let's get into some rock now and "Working for the Weekend" from Loverboy. 

An R&B entry now, from 1983. From Donna Summer, "She Works Hard for the Money".  And, you'd better treat her right!

Madness and "Cardiac Arrest". 

I'll end with Creedence Clearwater Revival and "Door to Door". 

And that's a wrap!  Join me again next week for another episode of "Music Moves Me".   And I hope you will also join me Thursday for my Blogging from A to Z Retrospective.

RIP Naomi Judd

The Blogging fro A to Z Challenge has ended, but I will have a retrospective post on Thursday.

In the meantime, I wanted to take it easy for a few days, but the music world had other plans.

Singer Naomi Judd died yesterday at the age of 76.  Her family singing duo, The Judds, was supposed to be inducted into the Country Music Hall of fame today.  Instead, fans everywhere mourn her passing.

Judd's struggle with mental illness was made public in 2016, and the family's death announcement made note of that.  We still have so far to go in treating these illnesses, and in removing the stigma around these illnesses.

Between 1984 and 1991, The Judds (Naomi and her daughter Wynonna) posted twenty top 10 hits, including 14 #1 hits.. They broke up in 1991 due to Naomi's diagnosis of hepatitis C, forcing Naomi Judd's retirement from active performance.  Wynonna continued as a solo performer. There were reunion tours in 2000 and 2010.  Another reunion tour was supposed to start in September of 2020, but it is not to be.

Here are a couple of their hits.

From 1985, "Have Mercy".

From 1990, "Love Can Build a Bridge", released after Naomi Judd made her Hepatitis C diagnosis public.

RIP Naomi Judd.  May you finally be at peace.

If you like music, join with other music lovers each Sunday/Monday for "Music Moves Me". My post will be going up on Monday.