Marcy’s Blog Maybe it’s yet another sign of getting older…there are a lot of those these days. As I came upon one of my favorite early morning spots yesterday, overwhelming nostalgia took over, and I was flooded with memories stretching way back to my early…
From the Ballad of Glencoe: Oh, cruel was the snow that sweeps Glencoe And covers the grave o’ Donald. Oh, cruel was the foe that raped Glencoe And murdered the house of MacDonald I’ll just say it, I love melancholy songs. I love to…
