Autumn in the North Cemetery.

Sixty miles west of Boston, Massachusetts there is the small New England town of Sturbridge. Located at the junction of I-90 (The Mass Pike), and I-84 it has become known as the "Crossroads of New England". The town was first settled over 300 years ago, and like other small New England towns it has grown just enough over the years to be in a difficult place today. How do we embrace the future without forgetting how we got to our present? How do we attract the right kind of growth, and maintain who we are? And, what about our culture out here in Central Massachusetts?

These pages will cause one to think about how to protect what we have, our future direction, and how to move on in the very best way.

Those thoughts, and other ramblings, will hopefully inspire more thought, conversation, action, and occasionally a smile...

...seems to be working so far

Sunday, February 8, 2009

Sunday Musing

Music can set any mood. Some music is meant for romancing, some to clear ones head, or fill it to the brim. Other music is fun, sad, and every other emotion in between. We get lost in the notes, and if we let it, music can take us places we been before, or never been to at all.

When I'm driving I usually have music playing. When I'm driving around town, sometimes it is as if He is in the mood to play with my head, and a song will come on the CD player that will be the perfect soundtrack for what I am seeing on the street. Runners are running in time to the melody, the driver in the car ahead of me is bobbing their head in time to the song playing in my car, or I'll pull up along side a car at a light and the old couple in the front seat look as if they are lip syncing to some Beach Boys song on my radio.

Can't help smiling.

The song below is on the Best of Fleetwood Mac CD set Mary gave me for Christmas. I like this song. Besides being a great love song, it has a very distinct beat that travels through the entire song. It's a feel good song.

Now, imagine you are in your car waiting at a traffic light here in town, and suddenly a women wearing purple leg warmers, one of those brightly colored wool hats with ears and long ties dangling down, and pink down vest that is a bit small on her comes into view. She is walking her dog, all 3 pounds of fur dressed in a sweater to match her hat. Her gait is purposeful, and precise. A perfect syncopated rhythm. As the ties from her hat sway, and her unleashed arm swings back and forth, she literally bounces.

All in time to this song coming out of your speakers. Fun is where you find it. For a few moments, He has given you a soundtrack for your life.

And, you can't help smiling.

Everywhere - Fleetwood Mac

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