Saturday, January 27, 2018
Saturday Night Music
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart (27 January 1756 – 5 December 1791)
Iceland Symphony Orchestra
Arngunnur Árnadóttir
Cornelius Meister
Friday, January 26, 2018
Thursday, January 25, 2018
Laughing Lhursday*
* [For first time visitors]:
Typo in the title?
Nah.
It's just that I would not let a tiny T spoil an avantgardistic alliteration.
Tuesday, January 23, 2018
Crying for Caruso
This evening visiting Sian's blog and enjoying her photos of clouds bringing snow to Graemsay/Orkney, when reading of her daily feeding the wild birds, I immediately thought of a dear friend in
Milan I met in February 2003 when he and I were engaged with Poets Against War (PAW). Giulio used to write at night. And often his emails ended
with regards from him and Caruso, the blackbird that had just begun
singing on his balcony.
Last Saturday was my friend's birthday, and I wished him well and asked, if Caruso had already serenaded him.
The answer: "I miss our blackbirds. We can no longer be their friends, the condominium saw to that- you can’t feed wild birds!"
The peace of the night.
Last Saturday was my friend's birthday, and I wished him well and asked, if Caruso had already serenaded him.
The answer: "I miss our blackbirds. We can no longer be their friends, the condominium saw to that- you can’t feed wild birds!"
The peace of the night.
This photo, taken on his balcony, was attached to my friend's recent email. A photo taken in June 2008 of 'Mister' who might well have been a descendant of 'Caruso'. |
Labels:
blackbird,
shallowness,
wild birds,
winter
Monday, January 22, 2018
Perverted Minds
How perverted minds those must have
who would call a murderous aggression
Zeytin Dalı Harekâtı / Operation Olive Branch?
Saturday, January 20, 2018
Saturday Night Music
Jacqueline Mary du Pré (26 January 1945 – 19 October 1987)
Daniel Barenboim
London Symphony Orchestra
Cello Concerto in B minor, Op. 104, B. 191 by Antonín Dvořák
A recently re-discovered recording of a concert held in tribute to the people of Czechoslovakia days after the Soviet Union invaded.
Filmed live at the Royal Albert Hall in September 1968.
1. Allegro 0:00
2. Adagio, ma non troppo 16:10
3. Finale 29:01
Friday, January 19, 2018
Thursday, January 18, 2018
Laughing Lhursday*
* [For first time visitors]:
Typo in the title?
Nah.
It's just that I would not let a tiny T spoil an avantgardistic alliteration.
Monday, January 15, 2018
Enjoy 'Life on a Small Island'
Following her blog for almost a decade spontaneously ;-) I decided to ask Sian if I may add her to my 'Seldom Boring's', and: The Lady gave her placet.
Thus, here we go: Enjoy Sian's and Button's Life on a Small Island.
I can vividly imagine the fabulous few friends of Omnium will soon ask how, by all means, I could be so lazy and introduce them to such a fine blog with ten years delay.
Just in time remembering why the devil beat his grandmother (she did not have a good excuse), I hasten to say that I only wanted to wait until there is enough stuff to discover – 1223 lovely posts, so far.
The peace of the night.
Thus, here we go: Enjoy Sian's and Button's Life on a Small Island.
I can vividly imagine the fabulous few friends of Omnium will soon ask how, by all means, I could be so lazy and introduce them to such a fine blog with ten years delay.
Just in time remembering why the devil beat his grandmother (she did not have a good excuse), I hasten to say that I only wanted to wait until there is enough stuff to discover – 1223 lovely posts, so far.
The peace of the night.
Labels:
Graemsay,
Miscellanies,
Orkney,
Sian
Sunday, January 14, 2018
Saturday, January 13, 2018
Thursday, January 11, 2018
Laughing Lhursday*
* [For first time visitors]:
Typo in the title?
Nah.
It's just that I would not let a tiny T spoil an avantgardistic alliteration.
Monday, January 08, 2018
Good bye! Not yet, though
Update:
Ah, sorry for causing irritation. All my fault.
This was a post, 'planned' for last June, after ten years Omnium.
But then I did not find the fitting words to say "Goodbye", and actually was not sure, if I would not soon regret and – instead of adding it to the other xxx drafts or, better, to delete it – I scheduled it for Januar 2018. Then I could still decide ...
And here I am. Having no fitting words.
Out of sight, out of mind it went between all the other Laughing Lhursdays and Saturday night musics.
Thus, sorry again for confusing.
Be sure, unless I am suddenly quitting life, I shall not quit blogging without a few or rather many words to the fine friends I was allowed to meet, to thank you for all your kindness and patience and – to bless Seanhenge et Orbi ... and thus: Omnium. ;-)
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