We are the ones with the messy hair and a sparkle in our eyes

Welcome to Poppy's Blog. 

I realize, as I get older its getting more difficult to rid a cold.  Do you think the strands of viruses are stronger?  Maybe its just my immune system.  The sun has been out the past couple of days and I have been sitting in it.  That helps me.  I have been drinking plenty of fluids to keep myself hydrated.  I also did a little more packing, too.  I am getting excited about my final move.  I like my cottage but Poppy loves the country.  Nature is not a place to visit, it is home to Poppy. 

My afghan throw is just about completed.  I figure it will be around 40x60 inches.  I have used 5 skeins of yarn and need 2 more to complete it. I also caught the tail end of the "History Detectives" on PBS.  It was interesting.  

Here is another story while growing up on the farm.

When living on the farm in Silicon Valley, we could hear the concerts at Santa Clara Fairgrounds and Spartan Stadium.  One concert stands out in my memory.  It was the Jimmy Hendrix concert.  It was a Thursday night and we were eating dinner.  There was a knock at the door, it was several hippies.  They asked if they could camp near the barn.  My mother was agreeable, but my dad said no.  My mom tugged at my dad and said, they are harmless, please let them stay.  My dad finally agreed and turned and said, in a sharp voice, no bonfires because we have barley in the fields, and it will be harvested soon.  They said, ok, sir.  As we looked out of the window we saw them drive off in a Volkswagen with stickers and flowers in the back windows.  That night we heard them singing and playing the guitar.  They sang The Mamas & Papas song: California Dreamin and the Youngbloods, Come on people now, smile on your brother, (Get together.) In the morning, my mom decided to drive us to school.  As we drove by the water fountain, the hippies were bathing in the fountain.  They had flowers in their hair, butt naked and dancing.  My mom said, "don't look" and of course we did.  The traffic at the intersection was at a standstill because of the gawkers. We were late to school, but we had a story to tell along with all our classmates.  That afternoon my mom picked us up from school and we went to the supermarket. The parking lots, streets and supermarket were packed with hippies. The SJ Police were out in full force but the hippies were peaceful.  We arrived home, unpacked and had dinner.  After dinner my mom made popcorn and cut up some carrots.  The music started and we turned off the TV. My sister ran into the bedroom and pulled the purple strobe light from my brothers’ room and put it in the living room.  We put flowers in our hair and danced with our mom, while we ate popcorn and carrots. 

A lot of the so-called baby boomers, Hippies.  They became artists, authors, filmmakers, etc. Music was an important part of their lives, the Beatles helped rock become a universal language which expressed the creativity and energy of the era.  (Hippie Movement Flash)

I will leave you with this quote.  And at the end of the day, your feet should be dirty, your hair messy and your eyes sparkling.....