Monday, May 10, 2021

Albinoni

The oboe is a narrow channel through which one must push a flood of expression.
~Robert Bloom


Sad news...something got to the Mother Cardinal's eggs :-( I went to take a Mother's Day photo and they were gone. Dang it. I looked up what animals like to eat cardinal eggs, and a bunch of things do, including squirrels, chipmunks, and bluejays. Snakes, of course, but I am not picturing us having snakes so close to our house. (?)

I have a hard time identifying oboes when I am listening to orchestral music. I especially shouldn't confuse them with bassoons, but I do. These Albioni oboe compositions (Stefan Schilli, oboe) are great, and might help me keep them straight:



Thursday, May 6, 2021

The Current Inside

Imagination can be developed. Those who have little may develop much. Those who have much may develop more.
~H.W. Percival



Happy Poetry Friday! What are you up to? I've been doing birthday prep (my son is turning 23 this weekend). Sharing three poems today. The first two are by Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer:

hope gets a flat tire—
the stubborn heart
starts walking

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One Divining

using words
as dowsing rods—
there, the current inside

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Lastly, a poem by J. Estanislao Lopez:

The Ghosts of My Past Are in Disrepair

My ghosts are faulty.
They congratulate me on my home loan.
I find refrigerator magnets often arranged as words of encouragement:
GREAT JOB, KEEP IT UP CHAMP, etc.
At night, I plug my ears beneath the covers, yet still can hear them bragging about their children’s, grandchildren’s, great great grandchildren’s salaries.
Life has a limited supply of graces to offer,
and I admit to squandering mine,
but they apologize for their part in my transgressions
instead of holding me to account...

read the rest here

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Wee Words for Wee Ones has the Poetry Friday round-up. Thanks, Bridget!

Nerdforge

No quote today.

Have I ever mentioned how bad my eyesight is without glasses? I don't think so. Well, as I type this, I can't see what I'm typing at all. I think I'm typing the right thing. Fingers crossed! Anyway, my glasses lost a screw this morning so I am not wearing them because I don't want that lens to fall out. They are, in fact, incredibly old. (I got some new ones a couple of years ago, but the prescription seemed off so I preferred my old ones. If I could find them, I still wouldn't be able to see, unfortunately. Time to get some new new ones)

I heard the raven fish crow calling a few minutes ago but I am going to pretend I'm not up because I dont' want her to start asking for her breakfast this early. When she gets insistent, she can be very loud.

Back when I could see, I watched some interesting videos by a young Norwegian maker with a channel called "Nerdforge." She has such patience and precision!





Addendum: I can see again! Thank you, Ben. (New glasses are on my to-do list.)

Wednesday, May 5, 2021

Eggs!

Everyone needs time to develop their dreams. An egg in the nest doesn't become a bird overnight.
~Lois Ehlert


I wasn't sure whether Mother Cardinal had laid any eggs yet, but here's what I spotted this morning!


Monday, May 3, 2021

Żebrowska, plus an orange beak

I’ll stop wearing black when they make a darker color.
~Wednesday Addams, The Addams Family


We'll get to fashion in a second! My latest obsessions are bird-related. We have a mother cardinal nesting in a bush right outside our living room window. She pretty much blends in with her nest, but you can see her beak (sorry that the photo is through a screen):


There was a big windstorm Friday and she was waving in the bush like a flag, but she's okay.

I have also been feeding a raven fish crow out my backdoor. Oatcakes and grapes so far. I would like to take a photo or get a good recording!

Addendum: here's a photo! She's wet. (I don't know if it's a she.)


Today's videos are by Karolina Żebrowska, an entertaining Polish fashion historian.