tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-226898002024-03-18T05:13:59.501-04:00Roy's WorldA potpourri of photography and words about Nature, social issues, and anything else that crosses my path during the day.Royhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01648670975466222140noreply@blogger.comBlogger1673125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22689800.post-71417156777604393402020-05-31T16:11:00.000-04:002020-05-31T16:11:22.940-04:00The Sunday Walk in the Park<div style="text-align: justify;">
This week's Sunday walk in the Dykeman Spring Nature Park features some more blooms, a pair of turtles sunning, and my friend Wade Asper heading off to start the season's first haying.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">The Arrowwood Viburnum along the Dykeman Walking Trail is in full bloom</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">More Blackberry blossoms in the wetland</span></i></td></tr>
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Royhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01648670975466222140noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22689800.post-61934260832563233482020-05-31T07:50:00.000-04:002020-05-31T07:50:15.203-04:00Sunday Bach - Pentecost<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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In Bach's time, and indeed through much of the history of the Church, Pentecost was the major festival of the church year, even more so than Christmas and Easter. Why? Because Pentecost marks the birthday of the Church itself, when the disciples, energized and emboldened by the descent of the Holy Spirit, emerged from hiding in the upper room and went out into the world to spread the Good News. These days, and especially here in the United States, it's less so, mostly due to the influence of evangelicalism, which has that uniquely American distrust of any and all institutions and sees Christianity not as the Church Universal but more as a way to advance the "salvation" of the individual; for them Pentecost is a nod to the emergence of the Holy Spirit as another of those personal benefits of being a Christian.</div>
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But in Bach's time Pentecost was a three-day celebration of the birth of the Church, and some of Bach's best writing was done for this celebration. For this year's offering, I give you BWV 172, <i>Erschallet, ihr Lieder, erklinget, ihr Saiten!</i> (Resound, you songs, resound, you strings! Weimar 1714). This is one of Bach's earlier cantatas, composed soon after his election to the position of concertmaster in Weimar; he seems to have liked it very much, and revisited it five times in his later career. As befits music for the celebration of the principal festival of the Church, it's magnificently triumphant, with lots of fanfare and trumpets. Here's the late Craig Smith of Emmanuel Music on this wonderful cantata:</div>
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When Bach was Kapellmeister in Weimar, he was responsible for the composition
of one cantata per month. In his time there he also wrote large-scale
works for some of the major holidays, Christmas, Easter, and Pentecost.
The librettist for most of Bach’s Weimar works was Salomo Franck, who
doubled as the court poet and head of the mint. Franck was the finest
poet that Bach ever collaborated with, and all of the Weimar works are
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The work begins with a joyful chorus with orchestra of trumpet and strings.
As is typical of Bach’s early works the trumpet parts are mostly fanfares,
the chorus reacts with suitably homophonic music. A simple fugue comprises
the middle section of the work. The only recitative in the piece is
an arioso setting of the passage from John for the bass. This leads
into more fanfares from the trumpets accompanying the pomposo writing
of the solo bass. The idea of the heavenly wind permeates the tenor
aria, with its smoothly running violin part and gently expressive vocal
line. Without a doubt, the high point of the cantata is the intricate,
heavenly duet for soprano and alto with oboe obbligato. The complex
metaphors and high literary quality of this marvelous text are paralleled
by the detailed and elaborate voice parts. Woven into this texture is
a highly ornamented version of the great Luther chorale, Komm Heiliger
Geist. A beautiful setting of Wie schön leuchtet der Morgenstern, with
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Today's performance is from a recording by the Monteverdi Choir and the English Baroque Soloists under the direction of John Eliot Gardiner. Enjoy!<br />
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Royhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01648670975466222140noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22689800.post-9885602980683893182020-05-30T14:17:00.000-04:002020-05-30T14:17:05.887-04:00Shippensburg In Bloom<div style="text-align: justify;">
Shippensburg has entered full Summer mode. Gardens are flourishing, the Roses around town are all in full bloom, porch planters are overflowing with color, and the hanging flower baskets are up on King St. I went for a walk around town this morning to take it all in.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Begonias in one of the King St. hanging baskets</span></i></td></tr>
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Royhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01648670975466222140noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22689800.post-63407627236101719592020-05-29T16:16:00.000-04:002020-05-29T16:16:00.012-04:00Feels Like Summer<div style="text-align: justify;">
It's still only May, but it's feeling like July. I took a walk in the Dykeman Spring Nature Park this morning to beat the worst of today's heat and humidity. I shot flowers in the wetland which are still only Spring flowers; it may <i>feel</i> like July, but the Summer Asters and the Day Lilies haven't made their appearance yet. And then I went up on the meadow to show you how high the hay is getting, and also the sky, which today was definitely a Summer sky!</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">The Multiflora Roses were definitely scenting the air today</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Looks like there's going to be a bumper crop of Blackberries this year</span></i></td></tr>
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Royhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01648670975466222140noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22689800.post-70654965660605977902020-05-27T16:13:00.000-04:002020-05-27T16:13:43.601-04:00Small World<div style="text-align: justify;">
I went for a walk on the Rail Trail this morning and ended up spending a lot of time in a bank of Multiflora Roses observing nature in miniature. In that single bank I ended up counting five Orchard Orb Weaver spiders in their webs; these are my favorite small critters in the woods, a small green dot to the naked eye, and a rainbow observed up close. I also found a Multicolored Asian Ladybug munching on the leaves of those roses. Come take a look.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><i>Leucauge venusta</i></b><i>, the colorful Orchard Orb Weaver</i></span></td></tr>
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Royhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01648670975466222140noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22689800.post-90409480921200561432020-05-26T14:25:00.000-04:002020-05-26T14:25:22.366-04:00A Little Ramble<div style="text-align: justify;">
I did a brief ramble in the Dykeman Spring Nature Park this morning, getting it in before the heat settled in for the day. We're getting in to the 80s this afternoon, but while I was in the park it was in the mid 70s with a pleasant breeze blowing. Lots of flowers, a Song Sparrow, and a Painted Turtle sunning on a rock in the north duck pond were the chief subjects today, plus a panoramic shot of the pond from my favorite bench under the Kentucky Coffee Tree. It was all very laid back!</div>
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Royhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01648670975466222140noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22689800.post-33851373142213035512020-05-25T16:32:00.000-04:002020-05-25T16:32:09.885-04:00Creek<div style="text-align: justify;">
Branch Creek/Middle Spring Creek from downtown Shippensburg to Bard Rd. out in the country. Followed by the perfect music for following creeks - "Spring Water at Jerry's Run" by Malcolm Dalglish.</div>
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Royhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01648670975466222140noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22689800.post-55251209345243215932020-05-25T14:27:00.000-04:002020-05-25T14:27:58.407-04:00Memorial Day<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Today in the US we memorialize those who have been claimed by war. It's usually celebrated as a great patriotic event, with martial songs and chest-thumping nationalism, all about the glory of dying for your country. What egregious nonsense! As any battle-scarred veteran can tell you, war isn't glorious; it's a gory, bloody, loud hell of a meat-grinder, and the meat being ground is the young of the nation, fed into it by old men who hold grudges or who see a profit to be made, win or lose. I've always said that if the fat old men who declared wars actually had to fight in them, we'd have world peace overnight.</div>
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"And I can't help but wonder, now Willie McBride,<br />
Do all those who lie here know why they died?<br />
Did you really believe them when they told you 'The Cause'?<br />
Did you really believe that this war would end wars?<br />
Well the suffering, the sorrow, the glory, the shame,<br />
The killing, the dying, it was all done in vain.<br />
For Willie McBride, it all happened again,<br />
And again, and again, and again, and again."<br />
– Eric Bogle, "No Man's Land" </blockquote>
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"Either war is finished, or we are."<br />
– Herman Wouk, <i>War and Remembrance</i> </blockquote>
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"War may sometimes be a necessary evil. But no matter how necessary, it is always an evil, never a good. We will not learn how to live together in peace by killing each other's children."<br />
– Jimmy Carter, Nobel Lecture, December 10, 2002 </blockquote>
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"I hate war as only a soldier who has lived it can, only as one who has seen its brutality, its stupidity."<br />
– Dwight D. Eisenhower, speech, January 10, 1946 </blockquote>
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"If civilization has an opposite, it is war. Of these two things, you have either one, or the other. Not both."<br />
– Ursula K. LeGuin, <i>The Left Hand of Darkness</i></blockquote>
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Probably the greatest antiwar poem ever written is "Dulce et Decorum Est" by Wilfred Owen, an Oxford scholar and poet who enlisted at the beginning of WWI, and who was killed just one week before the armistice which ended it. During the war he wrote his poems in the letters he sent home, and as the conflict continued he used these poems to vent his anger and cynicism at the futility, the barbarity, and the stupidity of it all. "Dulce et Decorum Est" could just as well have been titled "The Lie", the lie in question being the quote from the Roman poet Horace that is fed to soldiers in time of war: "Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori"; the English translation is "It is sweet and proper to die for one's country". Obviously Owen disagreed, and I'm with him.</div>
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<u>Dulce et Decorum Est - Wilfred Owen</u> </blockquote>
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Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,<br />
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,<br />
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs,<br />
And toward our distant rest began to trudge.<br />
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots,<br />
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;<br />
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots<br />
Of gas-shells dropping softly behind. </blockquote>
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Gas! GAS! Quick, boys! – An ecstasy of fumbling<br />
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time,<br />
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling<br />
And flound'ring like a man in fire or lime...<br />
Dim through the misty panes and thick green light,<br />
As under a green sea, I saw him drowning. </blockquote>
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In all my dreams before my helpless sight,<br />
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning. </blockquote>
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If in some smothering dreams, you too could pace<br />
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,<br />
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,<br />
His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin;<br />
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood<br />
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,<br />
Obsceneas cancer, bitter as the cud<br />
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues, –<br />
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest<br />
To children ardent for some desperate glory,<br />
The old Lie: <i>Dulce et decorum est </i>/ <i>Pro patria mori.</i></blockquote>
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Today we lament the deaths of young people killed by adherence to an anachronism, and pledge to end the scourge that killed them. Here are two songs that lament the deaths of soldiers - Eric Bogle's "No Man's Land" and Mark Knopfler's "Brothers In Arms".</div>
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Royhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01648670975466222140noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22689800.post-13677411908808391852020-05-24T16:46:00.000-04:002020-05-24T16:46:39.518-04:00This Week's Sunday Walk in the Park<div style="text-align: justify;">
So this weekend is the unofficial start of the Summer season, being Memorial Day weekend, but you wouldn't know it - it's overcast and gloomy, threatening rain, and cooler than the seasonal average. But it's certainly lush enough for Summer, and there are plenty of May flowers in full bloom. This morning's weekly walk in the Dykeman Spring Nature Park was proof of that.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Stork's Bill blooming along the Dykeman WalkingTrail</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Yellow Flag in the marsh by the ball fields</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Here comes Peter Cottontail, hoppin' down the Dykeman Trail...</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">After 10 years I </span></i><span style="font-size: small;"><b>still</b><i> haven't figured out what this plant is</i></span><i><span style="font-size: small;"></span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">A female Redwinged Blackbird keeping a wary eye on me by the north duck pond</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Blackberry blossoms up on the meadow</span></i></td></tr>
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Royhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01648670975466222140noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22689800.post-65413801996553353562020-05-24T08:08:00.000-04:002020-05-24T08:08:03.047-04:00Sunday Bach - Sunday After Ascension (Exaudi)<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Bach wrote two cantatas for the sixth Sunday after Easter, and I've chosen the first one, BWV 44, <i>Sie werden euch in den Bann tun</i> (They will turn you out...) from 1724. This is still drawing from Jesus' farewell to the disciples in the 15th and 16th chapters of John, and this week the reading emphasizes the trials and tribulations the disciples will experience from now on. Here's what the late Craig Smith and Ryan Turner of Emmanuel Music have to say about this cantata:</div>
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<i>Sie werden euch in den Bann tun I</i>, BWV 44 is the first of
two settings of the quotation forming the text of the first two
movements of this cantata, the other being the opening movement of BWV
183. In BWV 44 Bach sets the first two lines of text as a tenor/bass
duet followed, without break, by a turba chorus. Somewhat surprisingly,
in BWV 183 he presents it quite minimally as an accompanied recitative. </blockquote>
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The theme of this cantata is principally one of heresy, false
teaching and the combating of these abominable doctrines. In John 16,
Jesus prophesies the persecution of his disciples by those who know not
God or Himself. There is a tough, almost hard-bitten quality about BWV
44. The clangorous, hectoring tenor-bass duet with two obbligato oboes
runs directly into an even more frenetic little chorus filled with
paranoia and fear. Notice how Bach creates a menacing chromatic texture
of sustained notes underpinned by unexpected harmonies on the text <i>wer euch tötet</i> (whosoever murders you). </blockquote>
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The alto aria with obbligato oboe yields a hint of release in
the gloom and agitation with an almost catatonic dread. The chorale
for tenor and continuo is one of the strangest harmonizations in all of
Bach. This central chorale is so forward looking that it seems almost to
pre-empt harmonies of the twentieth century. As Julian Mincham notes,
“there seems little doubt that the byzantine bass line represents the
difficult road and the human effort needed to travel and surmount the
narrow pathway of torment to heaven.” </blockquote>
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The turning point in the cantata comes in the bass recitative
encouraging the individual to prevail. The soprano aria weakly tries to
emerge from the gloom with a brighter tone and employment of ebullient
skips that Schweitzer calls Bach’s “joy motive.” The middle section,
depicting the storms our troubled soul must weather, triumphantly
emerges in the smiling joy of the sun. The final chorale is well known,
versions of it appearing in both the <i>St. Matthew</i> and <i>St. John Passions.</i>
This beautiful, yet personal harmonization of "Innsbruck, ich muss dich
lassen" is the only hint at a benediction in the piece. </blockquote>
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©<b> </b>Craig Smith, with additions and edits by Ryan Turner</blockquote>
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For this week's Sunday Bach I've chosen a special performance by the Monteverdi Choir and English Baroque Soloists under the direction of John Eliot Gardiner. Enjoy! </div>
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Royhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01648670975466222140noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22689800.post-90048830275282110562020-05-23T16:33:00.000-04:002020-05-23T16:33:52.211-04:00Up One Creek and Down the Other<div style="text-align: justify;">
I decided to follow the local creeks today, out into farm country along Burd Run via Fogelsonger Rd. and back into town along Middle Spring/Branch Creek. And along the way there were definitely things to see.<br />
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I started in the Burd Run Riparian Restoration park in hopes of getting another shot at that Green Heron, and sure enough there it was, fishing in the collection pond. It caught one frog and ate it right there, and then caught another and flew up to eat it on a tree branch over the creek, which allowed me to get much closer. I spent about a half hour with that bird and took close to 30 shots, and ended up using the last one.</div>
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Of course I also found cows along Fogelsonger Rd. And I got surprised going back down North Earl St., where a <i>very</i> large Pileated Woodpecker flew into a tree right in front of me and proceeded to pry bark off in search of tasty bugs. He completely ignored me, so I got pretty close and shot another 20 or so photos. This ended up being a very productive hike!</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">The Green Heron strikes a pose</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Burd Run at Fogelsonger Rd.</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Holsteins on Fogelsonger Rd.</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">The Pileated Woodpecker digging for lunch</span></i></td></tr>
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Royhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01648670975466222140noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22689800.post-50178142986842840322020-05-21T15:31:00.000-04:002020-05-21T15:31:10.145-04:00Visiting the Burd Run Restoration Park<div style="text-align: justify;">
I decided to go over to the Burd Run Riparian Restoration Project park, just a little downstream from the Brookside wetland. The Spring floods and windstorms haven't been kind to it; there are a couple of places where broken limbs and other flood debris have dammed up the creek somewhat and a good part of the paths at the north end aren't walkable because of mud or water. So I didn't get as many shots there as I usually get. I <i>did</i>, however, finally manage to get a shot of a Green Heron, sitting in a Willow over the wetland pool and observation deck and pretending I couldn't see it for all the leaves. It didn't work, which it finally figured out and flew across the pool to a Maple across the way and out of my range. All in all a pleasant walk on an equally pleasant day.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">The Green Heron pretending it's hiding</span></i></td></tr>
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Royhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01648670975466222140noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22689800.post-70197999811023277142020-05-20T15:58:00.000-04:002020-05-20T15:58:06.565-04:00Today's Walk<div style="text-align: justify;">
I decided to walk out into farm country on Possum Hollow Rd., out past my brother's house and up to I-81, and came back into town on Olde Scotland Rd., where I cut over to the woods on the other side of the railroad tracks to visit the old filling pool along Gum Run. The filling pool is a leftover from the days when trains ran by steam power and periodically had to stop to fill their water tanks. The old tracks ran along Gum Run; they're gone now, but the old pool is still there, way back in the woods and very picturesque.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Stripes and swirls of color in a field along Possum Hollow Rd.</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">The Mennonite farm across Possum Hollow Rd. from my brother's house</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">A Mourning Dove in a front yard along Possum Hollow Rd.</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Wenger Feeds' grain silos along the RR tracks off Mt. Rock Rd.</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">A path in the woods near the filling pool</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">The old filling pool</span></i></td></tr>
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Royhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01648670975466222140noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22689800.post-66287591512783024082020-05-19T15:43:00.001-04:002020-05-19T15:43:23.379-04:00A Visit to the Brookside Wetland<div style="text-align: justify;">
I went to visit the Brookside Ave. wetland today because I hadn't gone there since I switched to shooting in RAW. It being May, I was hoping for butterflies, but it was a little chilly and fairly windy, and no butterflies were out in those conditions. But I did get some good landscape shots, and a Tree Swallow portrait. And on the way home I found two kittens playing on a farm. So it was worth the trip!</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Walking along the berm around the pond</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">The boardwalk at the entrance to the wetland</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Two kittens playing. You can just see a bit of Mama behind the gray one</span></i></td></tr>
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Royhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01648670975466222140noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22689800.post-40152435215613583382020-05-18T16:32:00.000-04:002020-05-18T16:32:41.905-04:00So Very Green<div style="text-align: justify;">
I had some grocery shopping to do this morning, and of course I went to the store via the Dykeman Spring Nature Park. The biggest impression walking through the park was how lush and green everything is now. See if you don't agree.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">The overgrown causeway over the creek between the ball fields</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">One of the resident feral cats in the wetland keeping a wary eye on me</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">A patch of Buttercups on the banks of the north duck pond </span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Another of the benches beside the north duck pond</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">A big patch of Dame's Rocket in the woods on the way up to the meadow</span></i></td></tr>
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Royhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01648670975466222140noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22689800.post-43731988524099461532020-05-17T07:44:00.000-04:002020-05-17T07:44:07.739-04:00Sunday Bach - Easter 5<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Bach wrote two cantatas for Rogation Sunday, the fifth Sunday after Easter. We listened to the first of those, BWV 86, last year, so this year we'll listen to the other - BWV 87, <i>Bisher habt ihr nichts gebeten in meinem Namen</i> (So far you have not asked anything in my name, Leipzig 1725). This is also a small, intimate cantata like last year's, but a bit darker. Still, there's lots of musical beauty here. The late Craig Smith of Emmanuel Music talks about this:</div>
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The Rogation Sunday cantata BWV 87 <i>Bisher habt ihr nichts gebeten in meinem Namen</i>
is one of the most successful of the von Ziegler cantata texts. As is
typical with this poet there are two biblical quotations, which generate
all of the poetic text. The first is John 16:24. In it Jesus tells the
disciples that they will soon understand the difficult metaphors that he
has been using. Bach sets this rather severe text in a dense imitative
aria for bass with strings doubled by two oboes and oboe da caccia. The
duality of God and Son emphasized in the passage is ingeniously
portrayed by the fact that the countersubject is a condensation of the
last half of the main subject. This gives the movement a circular,
layered effect. The continuation of the countersubject is compact and
detailed. These three ideas are thrown into every possible combination
and key. The aria has the effect of being a tight knot, which is
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Von Ziegler finds the biblical passage alarming rather than reassuring.
It sets off a warning to pray for forgiveness. The secco alto recitative
is jagged and austere, as open and barren as the previous aria is
dense. The following alto aria with two oboes da caccia obbligato is one
of the longest arias in all of the cantatas. It is as if the breadth is
needed to explicate the tough nut of the bass aria. The musical
materials are complex. The continuo alternates between isolated eighth
notes and a rising arpeggio figure. The opening line of the two oboes da
caccia generates from the words. The aria is unusually chromatic, even
for Bach. The sound of the two oboes da caccia with the alto is so
ravishingly beautiful and the harmony so rich, that clearly Bach is
portraying mankind's plight and confusion as unusually compelling. The
shear repetition of the "vergib" motive is bearable because of the
amazing harmonic detail of its context. This motive plays unchanged
throughout both the A and B sections. Although this piece was written
three years before the St. Matthew Passion, the scoring, the sound and
the harmonic language are identical with the arioso, "Ach, Golgatha."</div>
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After the dank oboe da caccia texture, the strings in the following
tenor recitative are a warm relief. The bass again sings the words of
Jesus from John 16: 33 in a brief aria with continuo. Here the texture
is much more open and overtly expressive than the beginning aria. Its
placement between the string recitative and string aria of the tenor is
interesting. The effect is of liberating the tenor to sing his ravishing
siciliano aria. It is surprising to find perhaps Bach's most sheer and
beautiful siciliano in such a dour context, but the effect is of a great
weight being lifted off the soul. The potency of the aria gives it a
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The harmonization of "<i>Jesu meine Freude" </i>is connected to the
music of the opening aria. It is no accident that the bass line in many
of its phrases encompasses the sixth leap that is the head theme of the
first aria. This is in every way an unusual but absolutely top-drawer
cantata. The combination of very short and very long sections is
calculated and effective. The juxtaposition of the dense style of the
opening with the arias is potent and brilliantly achieved.</div>
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Once again this year I've chosen a performance by the Amsterdam Baroque Orchestra & Choir under the direction of Ton Koopman. Enjoy!</div>
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Royhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01648670975466222140noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22689800.post-41114886196880371872020-05-16T16:10:00.000-04:002020-05-16T16:10:01.690-04:00Walking in the Woods<div style="text-align: justify;">
I felt a need to walk in the woods today, so I headed over to the Dykeman Spring Nature Park and the Upland Trail, which rises out of the wetland and heads up to the meadow. Of course, I had to go through the wetland to get there, and of course there were birds. And a Painted Turtle. So it wasn't <i>just</i> a walk in the woods.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Dame's Rocket in the woods along the Dykeman Walking Trail</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">A male Red-winged Blackbird singing in the wetland</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">A Warbling Vireo in the Kentucky Coffee Tree by the north duck pond. It has such a beautiful voice!</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">A Painted Turtle and its reflection in the bog pool next to the north duck pond</span></i></td></tr>
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Royhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01648670975466222140noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22689800.post-50088147115360136472020-05-15T15:31:00.000-04:002020-05-15T15:31:51.186-04:00A Short Walk on the Rail Trail<div style="text-align: justify;">
Today has been very Summer-like, much warmer and more humid. I went for a short walk in the Cumberland Valley Rail Trail just to be out and about to see who might also be around. I was in luck! Lots of birds flying around, and I managed to get shots of a Red-bellied and a Red-headed Woodpecker as well as a Brown Thrasher, and got an almost-missed shot of a Chipmunk enjoying a Black Walnut snack just off the trail. And of course there were cows! A few scenic shots round out the tally for the day. Take a look!</div>
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Royhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01648670975466222140noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22689800.post-160841416178626842020-05-14T15:44:00.000-04:002020-05-14T15:44:35.758-04:00A Spring Day<div style="text-align: justify;">
I took a leisurely walk in the Dykeman Spring Nature Park this morning. It's been a pleasant Spring day, and the park was looking more Summer-like now that the leaves are really starting to come in. Come take a walk in the park!<br />
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erx31fNxZQs/Xr2dD9DU_BI/AAAAAAAATjU/ZFpKkkPLQ6IzDFQDFUSs2EfkhzVXkZVfwCLcBGAsYHQ/s1600/_1020569entranceweb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="800" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erx31fNxZQs/Xr2dD9DU_BI/AAAAAAAATjU/ZFpKkkPLQ6IzDFQDFUSs2EfkhzVXkZVfwCLcBGAsYHQ/s1600/_1020569entranceweb.jpg" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">The "back entrance" to the park along the nature trail</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">A Catbird typically chattering away</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">A cozy nook beside the north duck pond</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">The red bridge</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Daisy Fleabane in the wetland</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">A Dykeman wetland landscape</span></i></td></tr>
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Royhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01648670975466222140noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22689800.post-62865125420563497182020-05-11T16:38:00.000-04:002020-05-11T16:38:18.546-04:00A Busy Day at the Feeder Station<div style="text-align: justify;">
I had things to do today, and it was pretty windy out, so I stuck close to home. I did aim the camera out the kitchen window at my bird feeder station from time to time, though; it was pretty active and well worth some attention.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">A pair of Mallards visits my back yard every Spring; the hen was there today</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">A Mourning Dove was cleaning up some of the spillage the Sparrows and Starlings leave behind</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">And here are the House Sparrows making the mess</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">The resident Chipmunk also likes the mess the Sparrows leave</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">The Cardinals all prefer the Sunflower seeds in the flat feeder</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">A rare visitor, a Brown-headed Cowbird stops by to sample the leavings</span></i></td></tr>
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<i>© 2020 by A. Roy Hilbinger</i> </div>
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Royhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01648670975466222140noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22689800.post-6426732869343638782020-05-10T15:52:00.000-04:002020-05-10T15:52:41.724-04:00More Nature on a Sunday Morning<div style="text-align: justify;">
Today's walk in the Dykeman Spring Nature Park was another interesting one, with one long-awaited event. The event was that Mother Goose finally hatched all her babies, and she and Papa were out on the water with them when I got there today. There was also a young skunk wandering around by the north duck pond, but I couldn't manage to get an in-focus shot of it because I was too intent avoiding startling it and getting sprayed. I <i>did</i> manage to get a really good shot of one of the Solitary Sandpipers visiting the wetland on their way up to their breeding grounds in the Arctic tundra. All in all, it was a good day in the park!</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Dame's Rocket in the woods along the Dykeman Walking Trail</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">A deer trail in the woods framed by trees like a gateway</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Daisy Fleabane in the Dykeman wetland</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">A Solitary Sandpiper in the creek</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Mama and Papa taking the kids out on the north duck pond</span></i></td></tr>
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Royhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01648670975466222140noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22689800.post-58036132093571639762020-05-10T08:20:00.000-04:002020-05-10T16:05:03.797-04:00Sunday Bach - Easter 4<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Bach wrote two cantatas for the fourth Sunday after Easter, also known as Cantate. Last year I posted BWV 166, so this year I'll post BWV 108, <i>Es ist euch gut, daß ich hingehe</i> (It is good that I go away, Leipzig 1725). This one digs deep into the concept of Christ going away so that the Holy Spirit can come to guide the disciples, with the text taken from John 16 and expanded by Christiane Mariane von Ziegler. Here's the late Craig Smith of Emmanuel Music on this cantata:</div>
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Jesus’ predictions of
what would happen to the church and how his followers
would deal with matters of faith after his departure
are mostly dealt with in the Gospel of John. These
difficult and sometimes esoteric concepts are the basis
for most of the Sundays between Easter and the Ascension.
The Sunday called Cantate has one of the thorniest
readings in the whole lectionary. Marianne von Ziegler
uses two extensive quotes from the designated passage
from the gospel of John as the cornerstone of her text
for the Cantata BWV 108.</div>
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The work begins with an elaborate
aria for bass, oboe d’amore and strings. In it
Jesus tells the disciples that it is good that he is
leaving them; that only with his absence can the Holy
Spirit be there. We have seen only a few weeks earlier,
in the profound alto aria in BWV 42, the Holy Spirit
portrayed as a vaporous, undefinable thing. The character
here is more elegant, perhaps less warm than the previous
alto aria. The oboe d’amore takes the lead with
an elegant extremely flexible line, so highly ornamented
and unpredictable in its direction that the accompanying
strings can hardly keep up. By the third bar the opening
statement has become mysterious and attenuated. It
becomes progressively clear that the melody represents
the Holy Spirit, something undefinable and later on
clearly characterized [in the KJV] as “for he
shall not speak of himself; but whatsoever he shall
hear, that shall he speak.” This concept of the
Holy Spirit as something that is a reflection of those
who perceive it is central not only to the imagery
of this cantata, but also to the very structure of
the music. The actual bass voice entrance (the voice
of Christ) is melodically so transformed from the oboe
theme that one has a sense that the Holy Spirit has
a life of its own. The oboe part becomes throughout
the aria more and more ornamental and elaborate. The
voice part only goes into melismas on the words <span class="regtextitalic">“hingehe” </span>(I
depart now}, and <span class="regtextitalic">“sende”</span> (I
will send him to you)</div>
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The tenor aria #2 begins with an
agitated and vertiginous portrayal of the doubt that
is eliminated later in the aria. The transformation
of the opening theme to something much more elaborate,
the 2 nd passage played under the long held <span class="regtextitalic">“Glaube”</span> (faith)
of the tenor, is the central shape of the work. All
of the passages on the words “<span class="regtextitalic">geht
du fort”</span> have an ascending lift to them.</div>
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After a brief and didactic tenor
recitative comes the centerpiece of the cantata. The
13th verse from the 16th chapter of John is divided
by Bach into three sections. The first describes the
coming of the spirit of truth to mankind. Bach uses
a lively and somewhat awkward theme It is presented
in a rigorously imitative fashion with the instruments
doubling the voices. The second part of the verse is
also fugal is the previously quoted passage about how
the Holy Spirit shall not speak of himself. There is
something almost jaunty about this theme. The third
section says that the Holy Spirit will show you the
future. It is surprisingly an ornamented da capo of
the opening material, much longer than the original
A section. This is one of the most mysterious and thorny
choruses in all of Bach. He seems determined to hide
its meaning. Its only real resolution is in the beautiful
alto aria.</div>
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We have seen Bach occasionally use
a very block like phrasing to present ideas of great
clarity and simplicity. Perhaps the most striking example
in the 2nd <span class="regtextitalic">Jahrgang</span> was
the lovely tenor aria in Cantata BWV 93. Although the
musical ideas in the alto aria here (#5) are more ornamental,
it has the same clarity of phrasings, something that
has been noticeably lacking in the previous three concerted
pieces of this cantata. Although that clarity becomes
somewhat and purposely clouded through the course of
the aria it is obvious that he sees this aria as a
resolution of some type. It is richly scored for strings,
with such beautiful and full harmony that it falls
as a balm on the ears after the chorus. There is a
particularly wonderful spot where the alto sings an
elegant, almost ceremonial, sounding line over a simple
string accompaniment that really resolves our doubts.
Later on when the alto sings rhapsodically of eternity
the voice line crosses all of the phrases set up by
the strings in a most creative way.</div>
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The beautiful chorale "Kommt
her zu mir, spricht Gottes Sohn” appears
rarely in the cantatas. This is one of the great
harmonizations in the 371 and makes one sorry that
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This week's performance is by the J.S. Bach foundation of Trogen, Switzerland under the direction of Rudolf Lutz. Enjoy!</div>
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Royhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01648670975466222140noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22689800.post-80477551412586519622020-05-08T16:15:00.000-04:002020-05-08T16:15:36.377-04:00Racing the Rain<div style="text-align: justify;">
We have a lot of rain and much colder temperatures heading our way, starting this afternoon, so I got out this morning to hit the Dykeman Spring Nature Park and then do some fill-in grocery shopping. Unfortunately, the rain beat me. Not badly, though; just some occasional light rain, no downpours. It didn't cramp my style at all. Still lots of birds, all singing up a storm. I saw two Orioles up in the tree over the north end of the north duck pond, but they were out of range. Also, Mother Goose's eggs must have finally hatched; I saw one and maybe two goslings peeking out from under her wings as she sat on her nest; there were five eggs in the nest, so the other three may not have hatched yet. I couldn't get close enough for a good shot; Mama was glaring at me and Papa was hovering menacingly, so I kept my distance. The main attraction this morning was the flying circus provided by the Swallows. The Rough-winged Swallows just darted about with no stopping, but the Barn Swallows took turns flying up to a branch hanging over the north duck pond, and <i>them</i> I got pictures of. It was a fun morning despite the rain!</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">A Gray Catbird chattering away along the nature trail</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">More Dame's Rocket along the trail</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">In the heart of the wetland</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Two Barn Swallows hanging out over the pond</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Mushrooms up on the meadow; I call them "fairy umbrellas".</span></i></td></tr>
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Royhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01648670975466222140noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22689800.post-43330624336732880732020-05-05T17:52:00.000-04:002020-05-05T17:52:42.043-04:00Trial Run<div style="text-align: justify;">
If you've been reading my blog for a while, you know I got a new camera towards the end of last year. Besides the fantastic Leica lens, it can also shoot in RAW, a way to save basic photo data in a way that's even closer to creating a "negative" than ever before in digital photography, and processing the pictures from that digital negative is even more like working in the darkroom. But I didn't have the software to deal with RAW files, until recently; my sister-in-law loaned me her Adobe CS6 install disc, and now I'm working in Photoshop again. And what's even better, it processes RAW files. Even though I've had the software for almost two months, I haven't had the time to learn to deal with the RAW plugin until now. So today's photo safari was shot in RAW and processed in Photoshop accordingly. And the photos below are the result.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Bush Honeysuckle along the Dykeman Walking Trail</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Tree Fungus in the Dykeman wetland woods</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">A mossy rock and twisty roots by the Dykeman park creek</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WgzYM4NqTq0/XrHdyHKfOEI/AAAAAAAATfY/B3DIiWBZG_8cbAiFlPe81AzXW18o_PVsgCLcBGAsYHQ/s1600/_1020296gooseweb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="800" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WgzYM4NqTq0/XrHdyHKfOEI/AAAAAAAATfY/B3DIiWBZG_8cbAiFlPe81AzXW18o_PVsgCLcBGAsYHQ/s1600/_1020296gooseweb.jpg" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Mama Goose is still sitting on that nest; it's been over a month now and I suspect those eggs aren't gonna hatch</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zeb4aTV44FI/XrHdyWkR3iI/AAAAAAAATfg/wGJu6nc-e88xbme8g6Nepob2s1IqZGRvwCLcBGAsYHQ/s1600/_1020309lilacweb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="600" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zeb4aTV44FI/XrHdyWkR3iI/AAAAAAAATfg/wGJu6nc-e88xbme8g6Nepob2s1IqZGRvwCLcBGAsYHQ/s1600/_1020309lilacweb.jpg" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Lilac by the north duck pond</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">A Dandelion puffball by the north duck pond</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">A male Goldfinch in the wetland woods</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">A Catbird along the nature trail</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Stork's Bill flowers along the nature trail</span></i></td></tr>
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Royhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01648670975466222140noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22689800.post-78154282782560013492020-05-04T15:34:00.000-04:002020-05-04T15:34:05.507-04:00A Short Walk<div style="text-align: justify;">
After I dropped off my rent with my landlord's business manager this morning I went for a short walk into the country - up Roxbury Rd. to Old Mill Rd., then over to Bard Rd., to N. Earl St., and cutting behind the old Hoffman Mills to follow the creek the rest of the way back to King St.; altogether about a mile and a half. For me, that's a <i>very</i> short walk. But I got some nice views and a couple of hills to climb for the exercise, so it was worth it!</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Looking north from the top of Old Mill Rd.</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Middle Spring Creek looking upstream from Bard Rd.</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">And looking downstream from the same bridge</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">The barn at Willow Run farm from Bard Rd.</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">A patch of Wood Anemone beside the creek</span></i></td></tr>
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