Show Tunes

My teen years were not filled with rock and roll. Or disco. Oh, I tried to listen to the radio and I have a few "pop music" memories from {way} back in the day....but my junior high and high school years were filled to the brim with show tunes. I was that girl - the one with the hair brush in front of her bedroom mirror. But I wasn't trying to be Cher...or Carly Simon, Helen Reddy or Joni Mitchell. I wanted to belt out Broadway show tunes like Ethel Merman. And would have traded just about anything I had {or would ever have} to become a Barbra Streisand. Alas.....

As I listened to the leaves rustling under my feet last weekend, breathed in the crisp scent of autumn air and took in the brilliant foliage that surrounded me, I was surprised to see these vibrant pink blooms pop up out of nowhere. They seemed out of place, out of season. I enjoyed photographing them against the background of fallen leaves and yellow trees. In the midst of this letting go season, they stood out as a reminder that new blooms and growth will forever continue...even when we don't see it happening right in front of us.

Gazing at these 'against all odds' roses I seemed to hear Ethel Merman's voice?

"I had a dream,
a dream about you baby.
They think we're through, but baby,

You'll be swell! You'll be great!
Gonna have the whole world on a plate!
Starting here, starting now,
honey, every thing's coming up roses!"

Still a favorite tune...though my hairbrush and mirror days are long gone!

Joining Kim for

Little Things Thursday

and Mama Kat for her

Writer's Workshop