From the recording Blue Ridge Mountain Time: Songs from Wildacres
(2019) Here's a look at my life: still hanging up the clothes outside, still making bread, and still part of a faith community. Sue Sneddon on percussion. sweet Sue died 1/10/2022.
Lyrics
Monday is my washing day
I gather towels and sheets
I like to hang them on the line
where the here and now do meet
A bit of the outside enters in
nature intertwines
Freshens up my dank and dark
The kiss of sun refines
Thursday is my baking day
all I need's a little yeast
Got the paddle and the bowl
from the humble comes a feast
I punch down the risen dough
Got time enough to spare
When it comes out of the oven
I got bread enough to share
Sunday is a holy day and I spend it with my Lord
In the company of all the saints that I walk with in this world
We sing, we pray, we offer praise
We call upon his name
We offer up our hopes and fears
And somehow, we are changed