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.
One CommentCategory: songs, in English
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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Around half of the 200+ known chameleon species live only in one country.
Madagascar is home to both the biggest and smallest chameleons.
Much of what most people believe about chameleons is pure fiction…or rather less than half-truth.
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The pictured individuals are within their “proper” range, in Rajasthan.
(see #26 in this “a shining moment” series for details about the very special, particular location)
However, for more than a few years, feral members of their species lived in several suburbs of Perth, Western Australia.
At least three individuals did 160 kilometres “better”, reaching the Wheatbelt town of Pingelly!
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Overnight, very
Whitely, discreetly,
Very quietly
Our toes, our noses
Take hold on the loam,
Acquire the air.
This post’s peregrine – like yesterday’s – was photographed in the Great Rann of Kutch.
The plumage tells me that he was an adult, and his smaller size tells me that he was indeed a “he”, yesterday’s immature bird was rather larger, so almost certainly female.
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