I saw your gull’s page and instantly recalled this stanza from ‘Sea Fever’ by John Masefield: I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied; And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying, And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.
Thank you for sharing that excerpt with me, Wren. That stanza speaks to me, especially as I saw the ocean and cried some days ago. I'm going to save it to add to the page later.
FINALLY someone else who recognizes the supremacy of the curderburger! (to be fair most people probably haven't had a chance to try it because it's never available)
It's so satisfying to encounter animals in the wild. I went hiking in Belgium last summer and encountered a wild fox. He just started at me for two seconds and ran away but that was the most memorable part of my trip. :)
Wow, that sounds like a beautiful moment. I had forgotten but you reminded me I saw a wild islandfox atop Catalina Island : so tiny. There are red & grey foxes where I live, but I haven't seen any yet.
I really appreciate your kind words. Their early music captured the feeling of the growing distance between myself and the people I grew up with.
Since I moved far away, I started listening to their music a lot less. Still, now that I think of it, the next time ( the first time ) I visit my family & oldhometown, it would be a good idea to put an album of MLA's on.
your words touch a feeling of comtempt with distance that really got me thinking of my own relationships and how music was a big part of it. MLA's music really is twee pop lol i didn't know that word existed till then. spreading a good energy to you from here! hope it all goes well.
Thank you both ^^ the artwork is from an edition of Saint-Saëns' Carnival of the Animals
yaaay gainful unemployment! I hope you get to enjoy the downtime to the fullest! Looks like you're off to a good start. Happy summer!
thank you chey !! (^▽^) the downtime has been pretty great, & happy summer to you too !
The deer were beautiful, ethereal - like the last rays of the sun hiding in the evening. I keep you in my prayers.
I was stunned by them. I really like your metaphor. Thank you Wren, I'm grateful for your prayers.