She’ll be comin’ ’round the bok choy when she comes

Today’s post is short, but you won’t forget it.

When Katherine DeChevalle down in New Zealand isn’t painting one of her incredible canvases, she finds incredible videos of things you wouldn’t believe exist if you didn’t see them with your own eyes.

Here’s one.

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P.S. -- The title of this post is my feeble attempt at humor by substituting a Chinese vegetable in the title of one of the first songs children in the U.S. learned in days gone by. I don’t know whether they learn it any more. It was sung around camp fires, at kids’ parties, and in schools. I have no information on its origins, although it sounds like it could have been a fiddle and banjo dance tune in our rural areas at one time.

She’ll be comin’ ’round the mountain when she comes.
She’ll be comin’ ’round the mountain when she comes.
She’ll be comin’ ’round the mountain,
She’ll be comin’ ’round the mountain'
She’ll be comin’ ’round the mountain when she comes.

She’ll be drivin’ six white horses when she comes, etc.

And we’ll all go out to meet her when she comes, etc.

And we’ll all have chicken and dumplings when she comes, etc.

Ever the teacher, I remain,
RWP