Tuesday, April 29, 2008
There is a saying,” To be born Welsh is to be born privileged, not with a silver spoon in your mouth but with music in your blood and poetry in your soul.”
The hard working people of the principality of Wales are known for a love of music which permeates every aspect of their daily life. An English-speaking Welshman can always be heard above the crowd by the musical inflection in his speaking voice.
Singing, accompanied by the rhythmic slap of the shuttle against the loom, the pounding of the bread dough and sweep of the broom, filled every home. Dawn arrived at the pit face as the men, arriving for work, sang of faith, trust and thanksgiving. In sorrow and joy, their voices rose to uplift and support their community.
Musical instruments were a luxury and generally not needed by Welsh choirs. The National Eisteddfod, a Welsh choral competition, bestowed honours upon those possessed of “The Voice”. The respect of their peers brought life-long satisfaction to the individual and prestige to his region.
...just thought I would share that with you.
By the way the boat is a "coracle"
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Saturday, April 26, 2008
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Ebony made an appearance for a while, laying in the sun. "Chloe you had better let me back in if you know what is good for you!"
Meanwhile , Chloe laid in the open door way. she did not want to come out until I coaxed her out with some "Snausages" See the "ghost' beside her?
Just waiting for the week of May 4Th, that is when they take away all the yard clearings. Darling Daughter Julia, cleaned up this amount of yard work for me. I get to laze about in the sun on my day off now!!
Saturday, April 12, 2008
Political commentary: What was the IOC thinking when they agreed to let China host the Olympics? Don't tell me they are surprised that there is this big kerfuffle now. In a perfect world we would be able to separate politics from sports and religion but that is not going to happen. The situation in Tibet was a pressure cooker ready to blow. The most disturbing image I have seen was the cover of McLean's. A club wielding soldier was chasing a Tibetan monk through the street.
On a more peaceful note....the robins have returned and are building a nest above the porch light again this year. I watched her yesterday and it is quite amazing the way they weave the bits of twigs together.
Wednesday, April 02, 2008
The hairdresser is whining. She wants to dye my hair again. She wants to charge me $120.00 more like!! I said no leave it alone. "But the roots are showing," she howled. Yes, that is true but I am the one living with it.
I asked for next week off work. I am not going anywhere. I just need some down time. The "wall" is about a hands breadth away from my face. My last relaxing week off was the summer of 2005. I did have a week in October of 2006 to recover from gall bladder surgery. Now that was a party!..Not! So it is time. I will knit and read and putter, go see my Mummy and maybe my children. Day trips mostly with naps in between. If I don't get some time now we will be so busy I won't be able to get out of the office until November. I will be petrol poor by the end of the week.
I have discovered some wonderful "pod casts." The newest is Stephen Fry, that wonderful British actor/writer/and all around nice guy. He of "Wooster and Jeeves" fame, he was "Jeeves" and Hugh Laurie ( now of "Doctor" fame) was Wooster. PG Woodhouse at the best. Great stuff.
Very witty. But I digress as usual. Stephen has done 2 podcasts and I really enjoy his expressive vocabulary. I refer you to Stephen Fry dot com to read, if you do not pod, his blessays and podgrams.
Knitting natter will be found on the "other" blog firstname.lastname@example.org. Lots of new things going on over there.