These ferns were photographed on a spring afternoon in readily accessible rainforest, a short drive west from Apollo Bay, along the Great Ocean Road,
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These ferns were photographed on a spring afternoon in readily accessible rainforest, a short drive west from Apollo Bay, along the Great Ocean Road,
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Near the northern tip of New Zealand’s North Island is the so-called Ninety Mile Beach”.
It is no less magnificent for its actual length – “only” 88 kilometres.
Musically, today offers a sublime, spacious, shore-inspired instrumental solo, plus an also-spare song which depicts a lovely state of mind:
lost in a seagull’s flight
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Could Sir Mick and his fellow Rolling Stones really be so dangerous, still?
…and who knew that they lurked within a nature Reserve in China?
Lock up your pandas!
One CommentEver wondered how speakers/singers of Spanish or Portuguese would render a duck’s “quack”?
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Light aircraft are wonderful things, most especially when one is allowed to open the window whilst flying over a magnificent place, such as Tasmania’s Freycinet Peninsula.
Musically, this post celebrates both an incredible view, and the singular pleasure of being aloft in a small plane, open to the air.
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Make sure you first see/read (and listen to) #56 in this series – this post is a sequel to that.
Same New Zealand place, same North American song…very different results.
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Two of many definitions:
the appearance to the eye of objects in respect to their relative distance and positions
a way of thinking about something
Geographically, today’s and tomorrow’s posts involve the same location, on the same autumn 2019 day – just minutes apart, with camera pointing in much the same direction
Musically, they address the same song, as recorded in 1958 and 1956, respectively, for the same label.
Each, however, is remarkably unlike.
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Today’s song with words is a lovely celebration of daybreak on “the spine of England”.
Its image comes from “the roof of the world”, where even flat, “low” places are several thousand metres higher than England’s Pennine Hills.
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Literally speaking, the middle of the road is usually dangerous, and soulless.
Metaphorically speaking, “M.O.R” signifies music, visual art or literature that is bland, dull, pedestrian.
This post’s actual middle of a road is, however, “safe” only in the desirable sense, and its musical content is highly creative, very playful.
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“Aglow” describes the appearance of the plant in this post’s photograph.
The same adjective fits the emotional state/circumstance so vividly remembered/evoked in one of Patty Griffin’s finest songs.
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