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Theme 328

A little dark, maybe, but half the day is dark anyway, so… enjoy!

Theme 328

Morning Song for Sammy

This is a new wake-up song for my little grandson in Australia! My voice is all but gone, so I can’t sing it quite right, but Sammy and his folks can sing along and nobody will notice.

Morning Song for Sammy

A Shiny, Brand New Piece, and a song from 1967

Theme 327 – 2025

Do Not Ask – 1967

Honks!

Another new piece, and a revision of an older one. Enjoy!

Theme 154 – Honks – 2021

Theme 308 – 2024

Theme 324

A flute and a trumpet having a little trouble getting it together…

Theme 324 – 2025

Keyboard Rush and Brass Battle, two new pieces.

Theme 323 – Brass Battle

Theme 322 – Keyboard Rush

A New Mystery, and others! Enjoy!

Theme 320

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Theme 240

Mystery: Theme 172

Another Set of Instrumentals

Theme 232

Theme 238

Theme 160

Theme 281

The Egg, from the Ontogeny Suite

Another Set of Vocals

Collette

County Fair

Horsey Song

Lullaby for Fizzy

Let Something Good Be Said

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.