Side A: The Boomers are Bummed; Side B: Long Time Coming

I’m one of them, a latter-day hippie-boomer going down memory lane in a funk.  First Jeff Beck. Then David Crosby. Yeah, a one-two punch in the gut. I’ll admit, I wasn’t a big Beck fan back in my teeny-bopper days, but it was hard to escape the Yardbirds in the late 60s when the “British

My Pet Anolis sagrei

Now to the body of this blog post–listen up for the next seven minutes! And take care out there!

Hands of a Poet, Hand of a Poet

Once upon a time there was a blog I created, Vagabond Poet, which after several years became for a short while Vagabond Poet Redux. Not too long after my husband Roger died in 2017, I discontinued the blog. But its still there at http://karlalinn.blogspot.com/, if you’re curious. Then, in deep Covid era in mid-2021, I