mountainbreakfast

Another Dream, Turned Into Song!

I think it’s a drinking song.

They won the Game!

Theme 379

A little piece to raise your spirits a bit.

theme 379 – 2026

Theme 378

A chance to ponder something… And maybe dance a little?

Theme 378 – 2026

Dream Jazz

From a dream about chord transitions (??), I laid out this…

Theme 376 – Dream Jazz – 2026

A Little Piece of Peace and Comfort

Theme 374 – 2026

Theme 373, a peaceful piece for the Equinox.

Theme 373 – 2026

A Cold Wintery Day Drove Me to the Keyboard

Theme 372 – 2026

Well, many years ago, before computers and the internet, I wrote a short story about a man who carried an enormous length of garden hose up a mountain with the goal of starting a siphon to run water from a lake to his cabin below. His only friend, a water attorney (?!?!), warned him that stealing water could get him in a lot of trouble. But, undeterred by this cautionary advice, he proceeded to climb to the lake and start the siphon. Meanwhile, his friend cooked breakfast in the cabin below. By the time the hose was hooked up, his friend had set fire to the kitchen and lost control of his wits. Just when it looked like the cabin would be burned to ashes, the hose began blasting water, and he was able to save the house. This was the first of several short-short stories in a series that I called Mountain Breakfast, in which each tale involved cooking or eating breakfast in the wild. It was all about humans, all about nature, and all about human nature. I’m still at it, still hiking and thinking and writing tales, although they’re longer now, and not about eating breakfast.