Favourite old saying/put-down:
People in Hell all want ice water
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Favourite old saying/put-down:
People in Hell all want ice water
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As a result of today’s Easter Sunday walk, this post breaks the “one image, only” rule that otherwise applies to the “a shining moment” series.
Not all aspects of the current crisis are bad…
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There are a little more than 400 known species of reptile on Madagascar.
More than 90% of them are endemic; the island sometimes described as “the eighth continent” is their only home.
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Many of us do not Believe.
A non-Believer, however, can still believe in the power of particular places here on terra firma – earthly “paradises” which inspire us, delight us, even heal us.
One uncanny song is named for a place that really did have the same name as the song which so vividly evoked it, and mourned its destruction: Paradise.
We have just lost its author.
Comments closedNot long ago – within my own 65 years, I think – the ground on which I stood at 12.30 pm on March 17, 2019 – would not have been visible, much less fetchingly clad in lichens, mosses, et al…
One CommentPyramid-like peaks are one of the signature features of the mountain ranges that punctuate the Tibetan Plateau.
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This wild wheat is growing in a depression.
However, its “lowland” home is on the Tibetan Plateau, so this grain is nonetheless unusually high grown – over 3,000 metres above sea level.
Comments closedYou have almost certainly seen more than a few images of this mighty river.
It is not unlikely that you have stood beside it, crossed it, or cruised along part of it.
Almost certainly, however, you have never seen even a photo of its upland section.
Comments closedOver the last fifty years I have heard countless versions of Mack the Knife. Undoubtedly, the most acute – and probably the quietest – can be found on One Endless Night, the 2000 album by a master of the “honky tonk” end of country music!
Comments closedChances are, you know this song via Roberta Flack’s hushed, reverent “1972” version.
(Her 1969 version became a hit in 1972, thanks to Clint Eastwood)
Lovely as hers is, it inhabits an utterly different musical world to that of Ewan MacColl’s Scottish-folksong-ish 1957 original.
In 1973 Bert Jansch recorded his singular, Scottish-folkish version of The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face.
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