Hurricane Ian, Dog Poop, And Music In Arlington Park. One year ago

 Strong winds, heavy rain, but not too much damage in my neck of the woods.

As Hurricanes dance their wild dances there are break in the rain as the storm circulates.

One such break came at midnight.   Just the time to take Zion for a short walk; and a loud cheer when he had his midnight poop.

Later the storm passed.  Z and I walked in Arlington Park.  Our pathway was blocked by fallen trees.


Then we heard music -  live music.  Then men of the clean up crew were singing.  The sound was delicious.


I called out to get the name of the song.  It was the Wellerman Shanty.

What a heart warming and spirit lifting moment!


Here's the shanty (clearly not recorded in the park!). Sung by The Trills.   Enjoy!


https://youtu.be/TEefixD8nA4?si=aqNUUwPfHkaF8Ere


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