Tull / Emma
Sep. 9th, 2009 12:46 amEmma is the default name until we get something better -- which won't be until we can pet her, I think. So hard to get a read on her while glimpsing her thru a mirror, upside down. But she comes to the edge of the bed and we can see her little white toes. We play with the toys, wait, then she ventures out to play a little before she slips back to safety.
Those that know me, know I love Tull. Bunny made a comment about the duplicates of songs when I gave her a thumb drive full of my ipod songs. I really do like all those versions of the songs. In fact, I'd love to get the flute version of Aqualung, absolutely gorgeous and haunting. But I digress.
A song that is getting plenty of repeated play on the ipod of late is "Rosa on the Factory Floor." There are a few lyrics that remind me of Emma:
"Somewhere in her history is a lock without a key.
She doesn't trust the management--and she won't trust me.
We're two different animals. We live jungles apart.
She circles round her freedom and I circle round her heart."
Those that know me, know I love Tull. Bunny made a comment about the duplicates of songs when I gave her a thumb drive full of my ipod songs. I really do like all those versions of the songs. In fact, I'd love to get the flute version of Aqualung, absolutely gorgeous and haunting. But I digress.
A song that is getting plenty of repeated play on the ipod of late is "Rosa on the Factory Floor." There are a few lyrics that remind me of Emma:
"Somewhere in her history is a lock without a key.
She doesn't trust the management--and she won't trust me.
We're two different animals. We live jungles apart.
She circles round her freedom and I circle round her heart."