“We ourselves feel that what we are doing is just a drop in the ocean. But the ocean would be less because of that missing drop.”
Blessed Mother Teresa
One drop at a time…†…monos en theos…jim
Tag: drop
IMAGES OF SMALL THINGS FROM THE BIGGEST COUNTY IN TEXAS #730 – LIVING LIVE BY THE DROP!
Hello there my old friend
Not so long ago it was till the end
We played outside in the pourin’ rain
On our way up the road we started over again
Not so long ago it was till the end
We played outside in the pourin’ rain
On our way up the road we started over again
You’re livin’ out dreams of you on top
My mind is achin’ oh lord it won’t stop
that’s how it happened livin’ life by the drop
Up and down the road in our worn out shoes
Talkin’ ’bout good things and singin’ the blues
You went your way and I stayed behind
We both knew it was just a matter or time
You’re livin’ out dreams of you on top
My mind is achin’ oh lord it won’t stop
that’s how it happened life by the drop
No waste of time we’re allowed today
Churnin’ up the past, there’s no easier way
Times been between us,a means to a end
God its good to be here walkin’ together my friend
Livin’ our dreams
My mind stoped achin’
that’s how it happened livin’ life by the drop…DOYLE BRAMHALL
Hello there to my old friend Doyle. Don’t ever think that you are forgotten! en theos monos
IMAGES OF SMALL THINGS FROM THE BIGGEST COUNTY IN TEXAS #618 – Let the river flow †
Rivers, ponds, lakes and streams – they all have different names, but they all contain water. Just as religions do – they all contain truths.
Muhammad Ali
Float like a butterfly sting like a bee ††† en theos ††† jimwork
john10:10
Photo of Da day @ Da Pine #99
It has been a tough week. Hearing of Doyle Bramhall’s death hit me hard. He and I were childhood friends before he discovered music and I discovered photography. He did more with his gifts than I have ever done with mine. Thirty five years fly by and he moved to the same small town in Southwest TX and he looked me up. Doyle was the only person from my childhood that was close to being famous. Yet, he walked into my studio one day and was whispering to his wife Barbara, “it’s him, it’s him” like I was the famous one. He had a way about him that made people feel that way. I can remember a clock that his family had in their kitchen. It ran backwards, but all the family could look at it and tell time by it. I never could catch up with that clock or the ones that ran forward. Doyle and I both lived life by the drop for a good while. One day at a time. I hope he and Stevie Ray are shaking up the clouds together…..my photo for him…ONE DROP AT A TIME!!!!
enjoy….nada te turbe……jim
Living life one drop at a time
Songwriters: BARBARA LOGAN, DOYLE BRAMHALL
Hello there, my old friend
Not so long ago it was ’til the end
We played outside in the pouring rain
On our way up the road we started over again
Not so long ago it was ’til the end
We played outside in the pouring rain
On our way up the road we started over again
You’re livin’ a dream….Wo you on top
My mind is achin’….Lord it won’t stop
Thats how it happens….Livin’ life by the drop
Up and down that road in our worn out shoes
Talkin’ ’bout good things and signin’ the blues
You went your way….I stayed behind
We both knew it was just a matter of time
You’re livin a dream….Wo you on top
My mind is achin’….Lord it won’t stop
That’s how it happens….Livin’ life by the drop
No wasted time….We’re alive today
Churnin’ up the past….There’s no easier way
Time’s been between us….A means to an end
God it’s good to be here walkin’ together my friend
You’re livin a dream….Wo you on top
My mind is achin’….Lord it won’t stop
That’s how it happens….Livin’ life by the drop
That’s how it happens….Livin’ life by the drop
That’s how it happens….Livin’ life by the drop
