Sunday, April 23, 2017

One square inch of silence

Recordings from One Square Inch.







I guess the point is that there isn't such a thing anymore. But when human intrusion is absent, these sounds certainly are magical.


Finally!?

Oh what a beautiful morning



Dad used this song to wake up Presbytery Point Family Campers. That week on Lake Michigamme, which had so much iron in its water that it would make your skin look orange as you swam in it, was a feature of our summers almost as far back as I can remember. There was a tiny cabin near the Deep Beach pier, the front room of which housed the turntable that was hooked up to the speaker outside, and that had a small room in the back with a couple bunk beds, if memory serves. I seem to remember the Rancks actually stayed there until there were enough of us that we would have burst the cabin's seams. This is Gordon MacRae's version from the 1955 movie.

Today's the 11th anniversary of Dad's death. April 26, 2006 was the Orthodox Easter, appropriate for an ecumenical Presbyterian pastor to choose to join his wife in the great beyond.

Sunday, April 16, 2017

Black Marble

NASA's recently released photos of the Earth at night.

I found this video first:



And thought it a shame there wasn't music. Then I went to the NASA  website and found this:
 


And thought "That's not the music I would have chosen."

Maybe some nice Satie?

Monday, April 10, 2017

Wait, what?

Heard of this on CBS This Morning and thought I'd share it.

James Ryan's 2016 Commencement Speech

If you want to cut to the chase, listen to the last 7 minutes or so. Or either visit this link. His book is available here.

And here's the poem he mentions at the end:

Late Fragment

And did you get what
you wanted from this life, even so?
I did.
And what did you want?
To call myself beloved, to feel myself
beloved on the earth.

May we each feel beloved on this earth every single day.

Thursday, April 6, 2017

Monday, April 3, 2017

I need a laugh

I imagine you do, too:


This from cartoonist Jack Ziegler, New Yorker contributor who recently died.
(Remember you can click on the image to see a bigger version.)

The second day of Christmas

The Young People's Chorus of New York City singing the 12 days of Christmas, and Jingle Bells