Sometimes a song from the past, like Trisha Yearwood's s above title, can stop you in your tracks. It can bring you right back to that moment in time and place; with what you wore, or who you were with or even the car you were in or driving at the time.
Lately with all the quilting and sewing I'm doing, I listen a lot to the radio (along with my favorite CD's). I tend to switch around genres so I don't get bored with listening to the same five songs the DJ's play. So every once on a while a "blast from the past" will come on to take me right back to that time. A couple songs will do that to me including, Gary Wright's "Dream Weaver" taking me back to Rhodes High School skating parties that started at 11:30 pm!; Meatloaf's "Paradise by the Dashboard Lights", taking me back to 1977 when my Dad drove me and seven other summer track girls to South Bend, Indiana in a 9 passenger station wagon (and we screamed every single word in that song about a 100 times that trip), and Lionel Richie's, "You Are" taking me back to my college days as that song came on every single time I drove home.
Photo from weekend at West River as the fog rolled in for a little bit before the sun burned it off.
BSoleille! The joy of music!