WEATHER THE STORM RED CROSS

https://soundcloud.com/adleystump/weather-the-storm

WEATHER THE STORM!

October 30, 2012 at 1:55pm

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update: Adley Stump (the voice) has cut WEATHER THE STORM for the OKIES & the RED CROSS!
https://soundcloud.com/adleystump/weather-the-storm

Weather the Storm is about the storms of life. This is my personal brush with disaster...
I got a text on the way home from Nashville to Huntsville…”we’re alive, a green tractor fell from the sky, it’s took the whole TVA power grid out, turn back!” But I didn’t turn back. You’ll do anything to reach the people you love in a disaster. The F5 tornado cut a swath of death and destruction from Tuscaloosa to North Alabama KILLING 374. I witnessed every possible resource come together…The Red Cross, The National Guard, churches of all faiths…the chainsaws roared from volunteers as far away as the Minnesota Amish. We served over 32,000 hot meals as the massive generators roared, uplifted by the local high school marching band! It was a true testament of the spirit, the bond, the humanity and love we share overcoming the storm.
Adriene Smith
http://www.reverbnation.com/adrienesmithrockitcitywriters

Lauren Ashley STIRRED NOT SHAKEN

STIRRED NOT SHAKEN Lauren Ashley

is going youtube cracra, made iTunes front pg.

I cowrote w Anthony Focx.

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thanks, 

Adriene Smith

SPRING FEVER

SPRING FEVER

 Seeds from the COOP. Heirloom seeds. Possibly passed down from Thomas Jefferson’s farm. Meet the perfect corner in the yard…asleep while the world tilted. I know what will be in my garden. Going as organic as possible. But that could change beings I still can’t tell the difference between squishing a good and bad caterpillar. One could be a butterfly. Country karma...brr.
 I don’t need the bounty as much as I do the hope it brings. The smell of the earth. The miracle of the sunflower. Cheering me on my way  in the morning and it's impossible evening revolution with the mail in my hand and the sun on my back. My rows will be straight. The swish swish oscillating sprinkler is waiting.
 Ding, ding ding. In this corner  ninetynine pounds of sissy versus The Freddie Krueger Roto tiller. I shiver with fear. It could hurt me. Eat me. Maybe I’ll wear combat boots. I fear the machine.

 I will pull the starter rope with everything I've got! Mindfull of the legendary 'one arm longer than the other syndrome'. Vruff..cough…vruff X 4... Expletives!... I must have learned from a Cuban pirate. Vruff…putt (left arm now). I look to see if I was in hearing shot of of of a PTA member. Until he roars. I hold on like a rodeo princess, praying it doesn’t shake loose anything that shouldn’t be. Yes I am master of this little plot of red clay dirt. It has yielded to my power.
Praying for the trifecta now...hot sun, cool rain and cold beer.