Category Archives: Life

fado.

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a very moving performance of fado music

in a close setting

soft lighting, candles, silence, just taking it all in

straight from the heart

the passionate, soulful, traditional music of portugal

muito bonito.

                

“the only thing that matters is to feel the fado.

the fado is not meant to be sung; it simply happens.

you feel it, you don’t understand it and you don’t explain it.”

– Amália Rodrigues, Portuguese activist

Known as the “Rainha do Fado” (“Queen of Fado”), Amalia Rodrigues was a Portuguese singer and actress best known for her passionate and romantic, yet hauntingly tragic, renditions of fado, Lisbon’s traditional form of song. 1920-1999

Known worldwide, Fado was recently considered an Intangible Heritage of Humanity by UNESCO because this musical style reflects a large part of the country’s identity. Since the time of the Discoveries, the Portuguese have carried with them a feeling of melancholy that is purged through music.

Fado means ‘fate.’

toasted.

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vitta roma cafe

in a neighborhood north of lisboa

lovely outdoor seating

with lots of interesting local people

stopping in

part of their daily routine

we sat outdoors

when asked about food options

our waiter

offered us two choices

a toasted cheese sandwich

or

a ham and cheese toasted sandwich

and all kinds of delicious coffee options

when we finished and went in to pay

we discovered a lovely fresh menu

and beautiful bakery

which an indoor staff member

said was delicioso

(easily translatable to wonderfully good)

perhaps we asked for the special ‘toasted menu’?

we continued exploring

finding our way around

more charming cafes and shops and tiny outdoor bars

 had the best fresh mojito i’ve ever had

at a small outdoor bar

where ‘buttered toast’ was an appetizer option

(again, the toast!)

friendly people

lots of languages

places of origin

where language is not a barrier

we meet in the middle

split the difference

 come to a mutual understanding.

 

“americans who travel abroad for the first time are often shocked to discover that,

despite all the progress that has been made in the last 30 years,

many foreign people still speak in foreign languages.”

-dave barry

up and down.

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the world’s shortest commercial flight takes less than one minute.

 i am not on this one.

my flight takes more than one minute.

still in the air, hopefully sleeping, when you read this.

Passengers aboard Loganair Flight LM711, which travels 1.7 miles between the Scottish islands of Westray and Papa Westray, are airborne very briefly. On a good day, the world’s shortest commercial flight takes less than a minute — as little as 53 seconds, in fact. There’s no co-pilot, no lavatory, and only eight passengers aboard the Britten-Norman BN-2 Islander aircraft. Tickets for the journey, which is made just two or three times a day, cost roughly $22. Both Westray and Papa Westray are part of the Orkney archipelago, a sparsely populated set of islands that have proved popular with adventurous travelers in search of a scenic journey that happens to include a record-setting flight.

‘you are the one who possesses the keys to your being.

you carry the passport to your own happiness.’

-diane von furstenburg

 

photo credit: loganair

 

flight of the bumblebee.

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i’m the praying mantis  by the window

next to the fuzzy bumblebee in the aisle seat

each headed out on our own journeys

sharing a common space for a time

 love talking to strangers

their story never fails to be interesting 

when i wake up tomorrow

i’ll be in portugal

maybe i’ll cross paths with the flying bee again

perhaps not

everything is possible

let the adventure begin.

‘the earth is what we all have in common.’

-wendell berry

 

 

art credit: Flight of the Bumblebee by Hawaiian-born Canadian author/illustrator, Eric Fan.

the partridge family.

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we loved watching the partridge family show growing up

it had everything

music, family, adventure, comedy, teen idols

recently

i ran into a real partridge family

following mom

into the tall grass

 i was instantly transported

back to that happy, fun, tv family

the flock of kids

following mom onto the family bus.

 

“I guess every family has to have a black sheep. I always thought ours was Keith.”

-youngest brother danny, on the partridge family

 

 

 

*The Partridge Family is a musical situation comedy

that aired on American Broadcasting Company. from 1970-1974.

 

#uno in the oro league! at least for ‘deux minutes.’

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a couple of weeks ago

i decided to finally learn italian

something i’ve wanted to do for a long time

half of my family hertiage is italian

though few of us know more than a minimum of words

 i find it to be such a poetic language

musical and pleasant to the senses.

one day i hope to visit italia

and even use some of what i’ve learned.

so here i am

at the top of my game

for a couple of short minutes

in my online duo lingo class

not the most thorough or intense course

often like a game show format

but non-judgmental

a good beginning

and i’m learning some things.

i am now at the point where

if anyone would like to order

a croissant, a coffee, even with cream.

in italian

i am ready and happy to help.

even though i’ve begun italian

i still carry

some crumbs of french from way back:

‘je suis fatigue.’

(i am tired) – use as needed

21 years of pre-k spanish:

‘hola! hay una pinata?’

(hi, is there a pinata?) –  also as needed

a lifetime of english, still in process:

(‘what the heck is going on?’) – again as needed, and used often

i will soon be heading to portugal

where none of these languages are spoken

but

the more i learn, the more i know, and the more i know, the more i can,

just kind of mash them all together

use my hands a lot

smile

 try to do my best to communicate.

all while hopefully

not offending anyone,

getting engaged,

eating any weird meat products,

or adopting a child who i would have to clear through customs.

‘sliante!’ – (cheers!) to all of you-

 because the other side of my family are irish

and this may well be the only word any of us knows of it.

‘learning another language is not only learning different words for the same things,

but learning another way to think about things.’

– flora lewis

 

.When thinking in another language, it really changes the way you think,

partly due to the way the language works and partly grasping the culture.

few things are more satisfying than seeing your children have teenagers of their own.~doug larson

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i have a great affection for babies and teens

awkward and gawky and working so hard to be independent

saw this group performing at a local small town event

song full of angst and sass, just wanting to be left alone to party.

what being a teenager is all about

trying on all the faces and seeing what fits 

some things never change just appear in a different form.

 

 

“foolishness, radicalism, morbidity are marks of promising youth, the obvious signs of inward ferment. the melancholy pose, the affectation of pessimism and cynicism, the sentimentality, the conviction of genius, that many of us deplore or deride in certain young people, may be as natural to their age and disposition as the sense of immortality of which Hazlitt writes so feelingly in one of his essays. we should rejoice to find them. they are among the indications of spiritual growth.”

~Robert M. Gay, “As I Laye A-Thynkynge,” The Atlantic Monthly, January 1917

 

secret of the universe.

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my my time spent with friends

brought in the light yesterday

even when it rained. 

 

“i had the epiphany that laughter was light, and light was laughter, and that this was the secret of the universe.”

-donna tartt, the goldfinch

 

 

image credit: cgtn

neither rain, nor sleet, nor children….

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ask anyone in my family

 they’ll tell you

i’m a huge fan of going to the post office

i love mailing hand-written letters

buying cool stamps

 sending packages to my special people

filled with things i just  know they’d love

even though they don’t know it yet.

all this being said

the post office does have

its own huge set of negatives and challenges

as i’ve written about a number of times

and even a bit of a dark past from the early days.

People Used to Mail Their Children Via the Postal Service

(can’t say if i may have wondered if this was an option

during those sleep-deprived times with 3 small children, back in the day,

just kidding for my now-grown and non-mailed children

who i love dearly and are likely to read this.)

When the United States Postal Service launched their parcel service in 1913, Americans immediately began testing its boundaries. People started mailing coffins, eggs, and even dogs, and a few decided to mail the ultimate precious cargo: human children.

The first known case of baby-shipping happened that same year, when an Ohio couple mailed their 10-pound infant to his grandmother a mile away, which cost them about 15 cents. Some kids traveled farther, like 6-year-old Edna Neff, who was mailed 720 miles from Pensacola, Florida, to her father’s home in Christiansburg, Virginia.

There was only a brief window for mailing kids, though; the postmaster general instituted a strict no-humans rule in 1914. At least two more children managed to slip through: Charlotte May Pierstorff was mailed via rail to her grandparents’ house with the appropriate postage stuck to her coat in 1914, but a postal worker relative escorted her (her story was later turned into a children’s book called ‘Mailing May’). The last recorded case was in 1915, when 3-year-old Maud Smith’s grandparents mailed her 40 miles across Kentucky to visit her sick mother. In 1920, the Postal Service declined two applications to mail children who had been listed as “harmless live animals,” a classification for creatures that don’t require food or water on their journey.

Many of us have heard the postal carriers’ motto in one form or another. “Neither rain, nor snow, nor sleet, nor hail shall keep the postmen from their appointed rounds.”

The original saying was spoken about 2500 years ago by the Greek historian, Herodotus. He actually said “Neither snow, nor rain, nor heat, nor gloom of night stays these courageous couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds.” This was said during the war between the Greeks and Persians about 500 B.C. in reference to the Persian mounted postal couriers whom he observed and held in high esteem.

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According to the U.S.P.S. they have no slogan at all. The reason it has become identified with the U.S.P.S. is because, back in 1896-97, when the NYC General Post Office was being designed, architect, Mitchell Kendal, came up with the idea of engraving Herodotus’ saying all around the outside of the building.

From that time on the saying has been associated with U.S. postal carriers.

source credit: interesting facts

today, we rest.

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not me, but a cat supermodel, also choosing a day of  rest

wonderful new experiences

being on the other side

at the polls yesterday

good people to work with

city support and check-ins

lots of young people, people who came in the rain, motivated, informed

asking to vote

trouble shooting

problems resolved without issue

good dress rehearsal

for the big show in november

 i learned so very much

from 6am to 10pm.

today, we  rest. 

“in retirement, i look for days off from my days off.”

– mason coole

 

 

 

 

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