Natural splendour, real musics, wines, wordpower
I took the photo on a glorious autumn morning almost exactly one year ago – 10.26 am, 29 October 2019, Labahe, Sichuan, China.
In Scotland, more than half a century earlier, Robin Williamson wrote my favourite autumn song.
Allegedly, October Song was the first song he ever wrote, as a teenager.
One CommentHumans may find Lead Belly’s wise advice rather easier to sing than to adopt, but a well-loved local “street cat” exemplifies the notion… most especially when the sun has suitably warmed her favourite footstep.
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It is a great pleasure to encounter a non-gloating, happy person – one who appears comfortable in their own skin, who requires “no particular reason” to be happy, who radiates contentment, is fully alive, and not “on guard”.
Such encounters do not require a common language, nor any words to be spoken.
Typically, no commercial transaction is involved, no contest, no “big event”…
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Leading by example: an Australian pelican, in South Australia’s Coorong National Park.
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Pikas are the Tibetan Plateau’s most numerous mammals.
The pictured individual was still alive, just…
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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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