Sunday, January 21, 2007


I'm going to have myself a little bitchfest here because I've been trying all night to post a song, one of my favorites for that matter, and have struck out several times. I found it on YouTube but was unable to post it, probably because it contains scenes from "Lost". It wasn't on Bolt or any other music hosting sites that I tried. It used to be on her Myspace but she's taken it down now. Anyhow, it was "Water" by Holly McNarland and what inspired me to (want to) post it was a picture on my friend, (hope you don't mind me calling you that) junky's, blog. Anyhow, I went and listened to it on my library on behalf of all of us and that'll just have to do for now. I suggest you all go listen to it at some point (it's on YouFrustrateme aka YouTube - go to music and search Holly McNarland and you'll find it). Her voice is so raw and powerful that it's well worth the effort....that song should give you chills.

So, in consolation to myself, I pulled out some of my "water" pictures to remind me of when life was good and I did fun stuff.

I love water's been awhile and I miss the adrenalin rush of it all.

No, that's not Borat I'm's my friend Steve and we're chillin' in fine style. Lake Roosevelt, USA (somewhere).

Yes, I did jump off a bridge. And, if it has any relevance - the guy on the far left is in rehab, the guy on my right committed suicide and the guy out of synch is my ex (figures).


Blogger junky said...

Absolutely call me friend.
I tried (in vain) to find that pictures artist, I know I'll eventually find it.
Where I grew up and finally returned, is the kind of place where you can't throw a rock without hitting a lake.
Looking out at one now, can't wait till it warms back up.

7:57 AM  
Blogger Barbara Bruederlin said...

Those are wonderful water pictures. They are making me all aching for summer as well. How very sad about the story behind the final picture though - everyone looks so exuberant. You could never guess what their future holds.

For someone who loves water as much as I do, why the hell did I end up moving to Alberta?

8:44 AM  
Blogger Deb said...

junky...I'm curious as to where that is. Sounds great. Here, where I am, I'm less than a mile from the river - which is my favorite place and where I spend all my time in the spring/summer.

Hey Barb...thanks. I know, I'm aching for something spring/summer too - it's been such a severe winter for us. We're wimps and not used to this weather.

Yes, looking back, it's sad. We were kind of a wild bunch and luckily (for me) I came through it all. The one who's gone was destined to go - he became very delusional and thought he was Jim Morrison at different points.

Well, Alberta definitely has some things worth calling it home too...some of my family moved there.

10:05 AM  
Blogger mellowlee said...

I love Holly's voice too. My fav or hers is Numb, but I haven't heard the Water song yet! I love the photos. Especially the last one. Thanks for sharing the story with it too!

10:08 AM  
Blogger Deb said...

Mel...that entire CD kicks ass. Water, The Box & UFO all get honorable mention in my view. Hey, gives me an idea - I'm going to send you a copy!!!!!! Wahoo. It's a done deal. I'll send it tomorrow when I go to work.

12:17 PM  
Blogger junky said...

Waterford, Michigan
I wonder where they ever got the name.
I'm on crescent lake, Elizabeth lake is basically across the street and Cass lake is about a eighth of a mile further, thats just for starters.
I grew up on Elizabeth lake, then bought a house about a mile away from there, (after I went and sowed my oats).
I've got family on Victoria Island, and also in Alberta, coincidence no?

12:39 PM  
Blogger Deb said...

Awesome. See, that's why you're so're kinda almost Canadian too!

4:29 PM  
Blogger Allison said...

That is a sad tale about the last water picture. Photos do only capture a moment right.

I also the water and have never lived anywhere without it. This is seriously weighing on my decisions of where to move next.

4:43 PM  
Blogger junky said...

I'm as close to Canadian as you can get, Grandpa was born in england, went to Brandon, Manitoba, that's where he met Grandma. She was born there, her maiden name is McCrae, she was the niece of the poet John McCrae,google In Flanders Field for his big hit of a poem.
Gramps and Grandma didn't finally become U.S. citizens until well after my birth, so I'm really only a 2nd generation Yankee.

7:39 PM  
Blogger Deb said...

Hey Allison. I'm glad you're considering stuff like that in your decision making process. Let's face it, you've got to be happy too, right? I couldn't be happy if I wasn't near water and the mountains. My spot at Garry Point is a big rock where I have nothing but water all around me and mountains where the water ends. Gorgeous.

junky...I love that poem (like everyone else). You really are a special person. And, ftr, some Americans are pretty great too. ;)

9:32 PM  
Blogger Toccata said...

Those pictures make me long for summer. Summer on the lake.

That last picture, words escape me. I certainly am glad you were one of the lucky ones and manged to make it through ok.

9:49 PM  
Blogger Deb said...

so far, so good ;)

Rick honestly was destined to go, it was just in the cards for him and we knew it was inevitable. He was found under a log boom in the river. So sad. He looked just like Richard Branson and when I see him it gives me chills.

12:31 AM  
Blogger aka k said...

we don't have any mountains here but i have lived my entire life (so far) less than 2 miles from the coast and less than 2 miles from the local hills so can relate.

4:27 AM  
Blogger mellowlee said...

You will send me a copy? YAY!!! The only song I have of hers is Numb, and it's on a compilation. I think it's a Big Shiny Tunes one :O) Thanks Deb *HUGS*

5:44 PM  

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