Look around. Let Nature nurture your Soul. I record images I sense and share them here. |
NURTURE your NATURE ![]() Nature can nurture our writing, can nurture our soul. What is the language of Nature? And how do we learn it? We look at the natural wonders around us and do not see them, hear, taste nor smell them. They do not touch us anymore than we dare touch them. And then we wonder why we feel so dead. To breathe in and live like a child again opens the Land of Wonderment. It's still there after all these years. |
Morning... Spring... 🇳🇴 Morning was used in cartoons in the 50s and 60s. The video isn't true to the original story as it was set in a desert in Morocco. Ibsen's play "Per Gynt" was famous and Grieg composed memorable music to it. Here's some more Grieg that goes back to my childhood: Arthur Rubenstein plays Grieg's Concerto in A minor: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I1Yoyz6_Los Sissel Kyrkjebø sings Våren: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J05oDDWm_-0 Lucie Kaňková sings Solveig's song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sWEGGcgtnJs The piece starts loud as sunrise in the desert is quick and surprising like entering a dark room and flipping the light switch. It then tapers off after the initial shock. Very moving and memorable. I probably heard this at an early age. Cartoons were Saturday mornings. Morning! |