As I Go Ramblin Round

Ramblin’ around your city
Ramblin’ around your town
I never see a friend I know
As I go ramblin’ ’round, boys
As I go ramblin’ ’round-

There are many visitors rambling around the Verde Valley right now. People from all over our shared round planet.  I wonder how many will, amid their busy holiday schedule,  pause along Oak Creek, and catch a glimpse of this meditating Water Cairn, quite mysterious, rounded,  and reassuring.

Joining this weeks WordPress Photo Challenge : Rounded , headed up by  Many just excellent entries to view. Or better yet join in.

A safe and peaceful day to one and all.

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New Oxford American: Rounded-rounded |ˈroundəd|                                   adjective: 1 having a smooth, curved surface: rounded gray hills.having a spherical shape: its rounded, almost bulbous head.forming circular or elliptical shapes: his writing was firm and rounded.

Phonetics (of a vowel): pronounced with the lips pursed. 2 well developed in all aspects; complete and balanced: we should educate children to become rounded human beings.

A Heck Of A Day

IMG_0221_2 (1)To me there are three things everyone should do every day. Number one is laugh. Number two is think — spend some time in thought. Number three, you should have your emotions move you to tears. If you laugh, think and cry, that’s a heck of a day.

–Jim Valvano

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This post is in response to The WordPress Weekly Photo Theme: Trio            What comes in threes?

Outside the                   Cathedral of Saint Andrew in Amalfi Italy I have cried in joy and gratitude, for simply being there, and laughed out loud when considering who’s red laundry waved a welcome back  to me. It was indeed: “One heck of a day.”


Great laugh out loud music today.                                                                           Today’s music:  MC Tracky-Dactyl – Laundryman

The Wickedest Town in America – Jerome Arizona

Keep Your Hand Upon Your Wages
And your eye upon the scale
Charles David Tillman, – Miners Song 1875

Whether you are interested in the arts, food, live music, motorcycles, history,  or a breathtaking view of the Verde Valley, you can’t go wrong by taking a drive through Cottonwood and Clarkdale Arizona, then the climb up  the Mingus Mountain to visit in Jerome.

Once known as the  The Wickedest Town In America, it’s reputation has mellowed, but it’s intrigue, variable nature and hell of a good time remain. Jerome has winding cobblestone streets, turn of the century architecture, an eclectic mix of shops, bars, and eateries, inviting Bed & Breakfasts, art galleries, and a Grand Hotel, all clinging  precariously to the eastern slope of Cleopatra Hill.  For those interested in a Classic Boon and Bust American Frontier Story, there is none better than Jerome.

Beginning in the 1880’s and for the next seventy years, Jerome embraced the identity of a billion dollar copper mining town. Arizona Govenor Tritle, as well as East Coasts investors James McDonald and Eugene Jerome made millions of dollars by Investing in the United Verde Copper Company.  Eugene had the town named for him for his investment,  while never actually stepping foot in Jerome. Eugene’s cousin, Jennie, was the mother of Winston Churchill, a bit of Jerome trivia often repeated in the telling of Jerome’s story by the locals.

By 1920, Jerome was thriving with over 15,000 residents, a large red light district, saloons, opera house, an opium den, and at one time 14 Chinese restaurants. Workers came from many countries, as well as the United States.   Fires would burn Jerome, and she would quickly rise from her ashes and continue on.

Tons of copper, silver,  gold, and other minerals were removed from the mines of Jerome. Then in 1938, the town’s very foundation was shaken by a blast that caused the business district to slip 225 feet downhill, some saying this was the beginning of the end for the Little Daisy Mine. owned by                James Stuart Douglass. It is his former residence, recognized as one of the grandest houses in all of Arizona, where today’s photo gallery was taken.

The United Verde Valley Mine was purchased by Phelps Dodge during the Great Depression.  Unpredictable Copper prices, escalating labor unrest, World War II,  and reduced copper yields all took their toll, with the mine closing in  1953.

Jerome became a ghost town of only 10 or 50 residents,  depending on who you speak with. Artists moved into the buildings during the sixties, with Jerome making it’s comeback to a thriving town today based on the arts and good time tourism. Many of the businesses that thrive today are housed in buildings restored after the 1894 and 1899 fires, and the remains of the 1938 slide can be viewed safely from the many view opportunities throughout town.  Live Music, laughter, and a good time for all is the mood when you walk the streets of Jerome.

Today we visit the Douglas Mansion located in Jerome State Park, Jerome Arizona, USA. It offers  a very real and in depth look at the mining history of Jerome while safely staying above ground.  Offering an extensive collection of mining equipment, tools, photos, and memorabilia from the copper/gold mining years. I have returned many times and always learn new details of a fascinating time in US history.  An excellent collection speaking to  the chang form manual to mechanized mining, as well as the danger, difficulty, hard work, and harsh working conditions involved in the mining process Displayed side by side with  a glimpse at the wealth the miners created for the Douglass family.


Today’s Song: Trigg Morris- Keep Your Hands Upon Your Wages, Your Eyes Upon The Scale- Union Miners Song

Welcome November, and my best to Each and Everyone!

November 6 Update: Giving everyone a link to my friend Nancy’s Website: Two Trails One Road as she just did a post on Jerome which not only compliments Jerome, but will give you more reason to visit!


One Does Not Cross-Examine A Saint- Victor Hugo

“One does not cross-examine a saint.”
Victor Hugo, Les Misérables

Adjacent to the ViaPieta Corso Italia is the Roman Catholic Cathderal dedicated to Saint Filippo and Saint Giacomo. Said to have been built upon the ruins of an ancient temple dedicated to the father of all the Gods, Jupiter,  around the 11th century and was rebuilt in the 15th century in Roman style. This is a  must see for those visiting Sorrento.

“You go on ahead and go in,” my friend said. “I’m not religious.”

Don’t make that mistake.  I have watched, while finishing off a gelato before entering,  many people stand outside and admire the beautiful white stone exterior facade, try to decipher the tablets carved in stone, take a few selfies and walk on.

The public is welcome to step through the door. Where there is a tranquility and yet a majesty, art that will have you turning away from your guidebook and smartphones, and gazing in reverence no matter what God you may or may not recognize.  Looking up you will find a ceiling of painted cloth by  Francesco Francareccio. Throughout this beautiful space are paintings by Nicola Malinconia, Giacomo dei Po and others.

While the facade of the church is fairly new (1924), it is the interior peace and beauty that makes it one of my favorite stops when in Sorrento. With each visit, the Cathedral reveals a deeper level intricate details in the art.

I’ll share a few teasers until you walk through the door for yourself:


And if you do decide you are waiting outside, know your wait will be a minimum  of an hour or so. Time for gelato.

Have a most excellent weekend one and all!

Today’s Music: Natilie Dessay- Italian Opera Arias

Once You Have Tasted Flight

For once you have tasted flight
You will walk the earth
With your eyes turned skywards,
For there you have been
And there you will long to return.
Leonardo da Vinci

It was my good fortune to first taste flight from that slip of a runway at the  Sedona Aiport, Sedona Arizona USA. I have indulged, enjoyed, and savored it since. A heart filled with gratitude to  Lt. Colonel Ricardo W. Mestre,                US Air Force Retired, for teaching me how to fly.

Today’s Music: Beatles Blackbird


In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Boundaries.”

Camera Lucida: Autumn Lane

“That old September feeling, left over from school days, of summer passing, vacation nearly done, obligations gathering, books and football in the air … Another fall, another turned page: there was something of jubilee in that annual autumnal beginning, as if last year’s mistakes had been wiped clean by summer.”
― Wallace Stegner, Angle of Repose



Have you noticed? Every week Camera Lucida, sponsored by Julia                        at My Red Page is gaining in momentum and popularity. Isn’t it time you showed up too?

This week’s theme: Autumn Lane

This week our challenge is to interpret autumn…the lane that separates the end of summer and the beginning of fall. Capture the beautiful colours of trees…the ripe and tasty autumn harvest…the fine cross line between worlds that are so close but so far apart…

Today’ s Music: Judy Collins & Pete Seeger —“Turn, Turn, Turn”

Camera Lucida: The Colour of Life

           “We were at the bar, and Bruce was talking.”                                                Melissa Ethridge                       

Julia at My Red Page hosts a weekly feature called Camera Lucida. Each week Julia  picks a theme  and photography enthusiasts show up with their own work and interpretation. She invited me to join over a month ago, and it has been such fun I show up every chance I get.

This week’s theme: The Colour of Life

  1. Colour – the property possessed by an object of producing different sensations on the eye as a result of the way it reflects or emits light.
  2. Life – a particular type or aspect of existence

My contribution is a photo of a mural depicting the regulars that frequent a bar in Montego Bay. While I am not usually much for gossip, what  was overheard is such good scuttlebutt,  that is too good not to share:

Wall Mural, Montego Bay“Bruce has always been so nice to me, which is crazy, because he’s one of my heroes. I’ll never forget being at a Rock and Roll Hall of Fame ceremony the year Bruce and Paul McCartney were inducted. We were at the bar, and Bruce was talking to Paul, and he turned to me and said, ‘I can’t believe I’m talking to Paul McCartney!’ I thought, ‘I can’t believe I’m talking to Bruce Springsteen, like who’s talking to Paul McCartney!”

Camera Lucida is gaining steadily in popularity, and the variety of contributions grows.  Get there or be square!

Today’s Music: Melissa Ethridge- I’m The Only One.