Music and Nature

I have created a music video that pairs my photos with some of my current favorite piano music.  I have been playing classical piano since age 6.

Music:

• John Field – Nocturne No. 5 in B flat major
• (Smetana) Song / Chanson Op.2 No.2. This song is the second of six movements/sections from Album Leaves op.2 by Bedřich Smetana

I am addicted to the Smetana piece.

The photos are from various places I’ve lived/visited over the past few years:  Washington state, Utah, Colorado and New Mexico.

I hope you enjoy.  I will be doing another one shortly.

 

 

 

The Colorado Lilypad!

It’s been a while since I have posted.  I’ve been busy.

First the home.  It’s a place of peace and warmth.  Thus far I have filled it with all the things I love: my music, my art, and warm natural woods and sounds.

As I type this I’m watching two yellow-tailed hawks circle outside my window.  Thus far I’ve seen cougar tracks, dozens of deer, a whole flock of turkey, rabbits, foxes, and a bazillion birds who have taken up residence because I feed them.  There is no sound here but the chirping sounds of birds and the wind in the trees.

I am going to be doing all sorts of land and garden improvements to the home.   I am turning the pond into a Monet pond, I’m doing a large labyrinth in the front yard, there will be a salsa garden this year, and I’m turning the backyard into a rock garden. I will be sharing with you as I do these.  I take any and all suggestions for ways to do things better so I hope you will follow me and chime in with your expertise as you see fit!

I have fallen into Heaven.

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The Center of the labyrinth.

View from the front East side. I’m standing near the massive ponderosa.

View from the loft lobby

This may be my favorite room. This sunroom is south facing and faces the pond

Greenhouse filled tothe brim with plants for the salsa garden

Basement bedroom

Dream Catcher dead center in the middle of the home.

Sunset meditations

 

 

 

 

 

Cabin.2

And then there was music. A lovely white baby grand Young Chang.  The sound rises up to fill the entire open interior.

Great American Bald Eagle

Fool that I was, upon my eagle’s wings I bore this wren, till I was tired with soaring, and now he mounts above me.    ~John Dryden

So I was minding my own business snapping shots of a heron as the tide was going out. A few baby ducks were swimming about the buoy when all of the sudden down swoops an eagle trying to snatch one of the ducklings. Birds and ducks scatter everywhere and the eagle retreats up into a tree. Right above my head. I say, of course “hey there, Mr. Eagle!” and he cocks his head and stares down at me.

The rain was pouring pretty heavily when I took these photos.  It was worth getting wet.