A big storm has hit with lots of rain and heavy winds. Our RV is rocking and I expect that when I walk outside again I'll have "sea legs," and take time to adjust to walking on land. Lots of people, far less endurance-oriented than we, have pulled out of the park. As I walked Dandy this morning, clad in my rain jacket complete with hood, I spied numerous people running around without any such protection and, I must admit, felt smug. Those people are long gone. Oh well. We've been snug and listening to music, reading the morning paper, and so on. All to the good.
And here is Joy's input for today:
For today however I am thrilled to get back to "the garden" where we fell in love. I missed this game but didn't know it. Today i am happy we are confined to this space and time with our little radio creating large feelings and joy.
love to all, joy
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Wow.
Tonight we watched the classic Michael Douglas/Charlie Sheen Wall Street film, which seemed so prophetic. And before that, reading the news about unrest in Middle Eastern countries and bombing of Libya, I recalled the Solidarity movement in Poland. The role of faxes; later of youth in China; and now social media. Communication revolution. Thought about cartoons from the late 1890s and early 1900s which showed people on vacations instantly in touch with their offices, to the wonder of all....And here we sit in an RV using our "smart phones" as modems plugged into our laptops. Talk about communication revolutions.
And here is Joy's input for today:
Here we are Lorin and Joy sitting in this 28 foot rv without TV on a very rainy day. We bought a Target small "old fashioned" radio (I tune the stations with a dial ). Has wonderful sound for this space and we are enjoying the PBS classical station that now comes up to Morro Bay and beyond. Lorin and i are playing a game that we haven;t played in years, guess the composer. Great fun for us, if we are not certain of the composer we talk about the period it was written and was it German? Russian? oh god it sounds English. Or the American geniuses we hear and the influence the Russian composers had on Gershwin, Copeland and Bernstein and how those three composers had such a powerful impact on human rights here in this country. Gershwin with Porgy and Bess, Copland with a Common Man and Bernstein with West Side Story. All three did much more than this writing and we sit in awe listening to music composed by visionariness that shape a movement or idea or heart. Music that influences a country a movement or change in governments is not new and I would love to take a course for the rest of my life on this. Did it start with Beethoven when he became dis-enchanted with Napoleon? Or Mozart? Wait a minute , music goes back through human experience. The voice, the reverence -- church, temple, slave music, native music designed to open hearts and give courage, a voice to the underdog or to keep the status quo.
For today however I am thrilled to get back to "the garden" where we fell in love. I missed this game but didn't know it. Today i am happy we are confined to this space and time with our little radio creating large feelings and joy.
love to all, joy
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Wow.
Tonight we watched the classic Michael Douglas/Charlie Sheen Wall Street film, which seemed so prophetic. And before that, reading the news about unrest in Middle Eastern countries and bombing of Libya, I recalled the Solidarity movement in Poland. The role of faxes; later of youth in China; and now social media. Communication revolution. Thought about cartoons from the late 1890s and early 1900s which showed people on vacations instantly in touch with their offices, to the wonder of all....And here we sit in an RV using our "smart phones" as modems plugged into our laptops. Talk about communication revolutions.
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