August 2011
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- Just how does anyone get an invite to this inner sanctum of web images? Seems they're pretty exclusive of just who they let post up stuff...?
This is funny....
- ..my wife has asked if the hurricane's track is going to meet up with our flight path...so what does old Geezer Gizmo do...consult the five best hurricane apps...then quietly says..screw it we're going and nothing will stop us -- there is such a thing as too much information!
Words from my Mum...
- ...a family friend, but not a close one I hasten to add, stopped by to see my mother this morning in Cobourg Hospital. He was there for a brief required visit and just upon leaving said to my mother, despite being told about her condition, "Bea and I will save you a little of her Christmas cake." Here is her reply, " oh, Doug, I'm not sick--- I'm dying" He exited very quickly. Then Mum offered to my sister Jenn, "Their Christmas cake was never as good as mine anyway!"
- Needless to say, she has never suffered fools or false emotions. My Dad once said that it sometimes is difficult to love Mum but she is more than worth the effort. I know now that she had built in radar and was quick to the need of those who were true people and true friends. The many who send her best wishes you'll always be impressed with any impact she has had on another's life.
Take care, take cover...
- As we plot our way back to Canada to be at Mum's side, I check hurricane paths every 2 minutes or so....and then tentatively do the flight booking...fly from Paris don't have to go via New York but...path changes and I can do Air Canada over the pole redeye --- money no object just a seat and a flight.
Storms I remember.
there was a big storm in my youth, Hurricane Hazel, that changed the landscape of southern Ontario forever and very much for the better. In my hometown of Port Hope several heavy polluting industries were so close to rivers they were almost washed away. But Hurricane Hazel caused many new laws and bylaws to be enacted creating flood control and new conservation areas as well as no new buildings to be created on the “Hazel flood levels”
In 1989 other storm I remember all too well was Hugo and was staying at my great-aunt’s place in St. Croix. We survived the roof of her home didn’t — we were hold up in what she called her “root seller” a little grotto type place below ground level nestled next to a tree and her potting shed. We were soaked and very shivering with fright. The lovely house was pretty much a write off and the whole island suffered billions $$$ damage.
La Mer
Charles Trenet
la Mer ~ Charles Trenet
Another “classic” of my Mum’s! We used to go every summer to this sleepy little down in the Gatineau’s, there Mum would dust off some of her “discs”. This one would make her stare off into the distance with a wistful air about her. She would say to me some years later that “everyone has a little untold story of a little broken heart” in their history. She taught me taught me french with those old LP’s.
Piano Sonata No.14 in C sharp minor, Op.27 No.2 -"Moonlight" - 1. Adagio sostenuto
Daniel Barenboim
Piano Sonata No.14 in C sharp minor, Op.27 No.2 -“Moonlight” ~ Ludwig van Beethoven ~ Piano Sonata No.14 in C sharp minor, Op.27 No.2 -“Moonlight” ~ Daniel Barenboim
I remember first watching and not really listening while my mother, her mother and her grandmother would take turns playing parts of this wonderful sonata. Mum said she wanted me so badly to be interested enough to take up the piano. We can never impose our wishes or failed dreams upon our children, she said, this evening in our bedside chats. Holding my hand and both of us stumped for words she hummed this…..not a dry eye in the house she said as I kissed her on the forehead and promised to be with her soon again.
Lakmé, Act 1 Flower Duet: "Dôme Ãpais le Jasmin" [Lakmé, Mallika]
Bayerisches Staatsorchester & Jennifer Larmore
Lakmé (The Flower Duet) ~ Léo Delibes (Bayerisches Staatsorchester & Jennifer Larmore)
I have just finished a long chat with my dear Mum — she asked if I remembered this piece of music. I told how I would never forget this. It was at the very young age of around 4 or 5 that after listening to this on Metropolitan Opera of New York broadcast with Milton Cross at the host’s mike…I sat with my mother and she played it again on the piano for me. I was hooked. Mum said just now that I was an easy fish to land, I have a good ear, she says. And I laughed and said you picked a niece easy to digest bit of Opera to start a young toddler on. So I’m playing it tonight for her, for me, and to share. Thank you to so many who have sent best wishes too.
Under the dense canopy
Where the white jasmine
Blends with the rose
On the flowering bank
Laughing at the morning
Come, let us drift down together
Let us gently glide along
With the enchanting flow
Of the fleeing current
On the rippling surface
With a lazy hand
Let us reach the shore
Where the source sleeps
And the bird sings
Under the dense canopy
Under the white jasmine
Let us drift down together
good shit posting "Just the two of us" lol thats whats bumpin on my page right now
Merci Monsieur Joel T - 29 is my lucky number. I wore when I played hockey so long ago…not put it down my lottery tickets. Glad the music is “good shit” too!
Bless you All!
