The bedraggled rose trees lined the redwood fence have clung on tenaciously for weeks in sub-freezing temperature. Dreaming the winter dreams of fête champêtres, the dormant buds yearned for the riches and adulations of the promised spring. At the foot of rose trees, a pride of White Lion daffodils have already unlocked the tyrannical gates of the winter keep; bursting forth in liberty, outstretching their jade-green fingers toward the sky.
Winter's breath, it seems, is about to take flight.
"When earth's last picture is painted, and the tubes are twisted and dried, When the oldest colors have faded, and youngest critic has died, We shall rest, and, faith, we shall need it --lie down for an aeon or two. Till the Master of All Good Workmen shall set us to work anew..." ~Rudyard Kipling~
Wednesday, January 31, 2007
Saturday, January 27, 2007
All The Things You Are
(27 January, 1885 - 11 November, 1945)
This MP3 Selection Expired on 02-10-2007:
Kiri Te Kanawa
All The Things You Are
All The Things You Are
Musical: Very Warm for May (1939)
Music: Jerome Kern
Words: Oscar Hammerstein II
Vocal: Dame Kiri Te Kanawa
Time and again I’ve longed for adventure
Something to make my heart beat the faster
What did I long for I never really knew
Finding your love I’ve found my adventure
Touching your hand, my heart beats the faster
All that I want in all of this world is you
You are the promised kiss of springtime
That makes the lonely winter seem long
You are the breathless hush of evening
That trembles on the brink of a lovely song
You are the angel glow that lights a star
The dearest things I know are what you are
Some day my happy arms will hold you
And some day I’ll know that moment divine
When all the things you are are mine