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A non-daily blog by a woman from northern california who loves words, singing, traveling, puzzles, logic, arguments, movies and pop culture... in no particular order.
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Harmonic Convergence: blending technology and music ![]() |
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Austin Thanksgiving What a wonderful thanksgiving trip we had. It was so fun to spend time with all the family.. and to see Kali and Meredith's beautiful home. It seemed to go by so quickly. One thing I never knew about us, that was observed by Roxanne, was that as a family, whenever we get together, we always want to "go do something". We don't just sit around and chat or watch tv (although there was plenty of that, I thought!). We like to get a game going, or take a walk or go out to see what's happening. We went out to eat, to explore Austin's shopping scene, to hear music and go to music stores. Ray and Roxanne are in their teens now, hanging in with Kali and Jesse and Kali's friends. Grandma came over for the day on thanksgiving, and joined in our family singalong session, providing a zesty tag to nearly every song. She liked to show that she could hold the last note longer and higher than anyone else. We also took a few trips to her house, which is about 20 minutes from Meredith's. Her home is clean and pleasant, she has a sunny room in the front corner of a large house in an older tree-lined neighborhood.
Update on the tree: Owners said in the paper that they were honored to donate the tree, and though sad to see it cut, after 50 years, were happy to share it with America. They received no money for the tree, but Rockefeller center will fix their front lawn,torn up by the process, and will put them up in a hotel for the lighting ceremony on December 3rd. I saw it today in New York City, or rather I saw a bit of it peeking out from the scaffolding and promotional sign hiding it as it is being prepared and decorated. I wonder if they are sticking in any fake limbs like dad always used to do on our great Christmas trees he engineerd in LeRoy? Getting ready for Brooksland We are looking forward to spending next week in Austin with many Brooks family members! I am gathering advice about Austin from co-workers, and most of it seems to be food-related. I imagine by the time we get back, we will not only be full of holiday turkey, but of many other delicious cuisines as well. What happened to that tree? One of the blogs I read regularly, "Because I say so", had a picture of the tree from Connecticut, now being put up in Rockefeller Center! Busy, busy week I guess I've been too busy to update much here this week... but something I'm working on with Barb is a list of our all-time favorite movies. There are several categories we are starting to formulate in our discussions: Adding another back-east post. We saw in the paper that a tree in Manchester Connecticut (right next to us) was in the top 6, then 3 choices to be the New York City Christmas Tree in Rockefeller Center. It turned out to be not 5 miles from us, on the street to the mall that we pass all the time, without realizing that they have some nice looking, tall trees there beside a humble typical residence. But even while the papers were being coy about it being in the top 6, we pretty much knew it was a done deal, because they had wrapped the lower limbs, tied in all the branches and had a humongous crane truck and flatbed parked near it. Somehow we doubted they were treating the other "top 5" like this. Here is a picture I took yesterday. They cut it down and it is on the way to the big apple today. Will the home owners go the Virgin Islands on the deal?
Celestial music Barb sent me the list of the songs on the record aboard Voyager. Eclipse-Eclopt No sign of the moon, eclipsed or not, in the bay area. We had a spectacular rainstorm, however, complete with some lightning and some very dramatic thunderhead clouds. Yesterday we attended a fundraiser party for an interesting film being made by my friend and co-worker, Betsy Bayha. It was held 'way up in the Berkeley hills, in a large home with spectacular views of the bay. I only wish I had remembered to bring the camera. The house had 3 or more decks facing the view, and each level of the house had one windowed wall that dramatically revealed the sky. You could sit in the library and imagine yourself an eagle, perched.
The Lunar eclipse (does lunar get capitalized?) was quite good here in Connecticut, and it was particularly interesting because it seemed to be produced just for us! During all but the very first peek, you could see the whole show from our back doorway. The sky was crystal clear, the moon was crisp, and the advance of the moon made an arc that was in all key locations visible, or visible through the spindles of the leafless maple tree branches. You could check out there from time to time and see how far it had progressed from about 6pm to 10pm. As the shadow first kissed the moon, it was dark black, then you realized you could actually see the moon even in the shadow area, a dark grey, but as soon as the umbra (see I did pay attention in science class) took over, the moon was a dim orange color in the shadow, kind of spooky, then it emerged bright on the other end. The dim orange glow is due to alien campfires that we can't see when the direct sunlight is on them. Farewell, Voyager I read in the paper today that the Voyager has reached the end of the solar system, they think. I remember when it was launched in 1977... what a nobel venture, to reach out beyond our realm, into the void of space. A smidgeon of the archives of the human race went along for the ride, including a recording of Johnny B. Goode and pictures by Michelangelo. To think that just now it has arrived a the edge of sunlight, known to scientists as "termination shock", 8 billion miles away. That term is somewhat mystifying - I would suggest instead, "where the sun don't shine". Finally, a change of season We went from summer to winter with only a week of fall in between. The leaves are just now changing color, in a hurry to catch up with the dropping thermometer. Singing beats everything There is nothing more fun than singing. Honestly, even if you aren't a good singer, isn't it fun? To put your head back and belt it out, snapping your fingers, singing some song that you know and love? | |
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