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SF Signal received so many testimonies that they broke them in two parts. I contributed to part two.

In other news there was a tiny bit of rain last night. In APRIL! Of course it makes no dent in the horrible drought, but I hope it was enough that I can skip watering the plants for a day or so.
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Reading everybody's tributes to Terry Pratchett yesterday caused my own feelings to echo, but it didn't really coalesce until late last night. I never met him, but I've loved his books for years. As I lay there, I thought about which one was my favorite, and couldn't decide, because I had to relive bits of all of them--I reread at least a couple of them every year. He was funny, but he had such a compassionate view of humanity. And I always had the sense that he got as much pleasure out of writing them as I did reading them.

I wish he'd been with us longer. I wish there would be more books. But I treasure the ones I have. Thank you, Sir Terry.
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Rest in peace--you gave so many of us inspiration and comfort as well as enjoyment at crucial moments in our lives.

Posting a glorious photo in celebration of her, taken on my bike ride today (it's over by our pool, posted behind cut, as it's huge)
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Rest in peace--you gave so many of us inspiration and comfort as well as enjoyment at crucial moments in our lives.

Posting a glorious photo in celebration of her, taken on my bike ride today (it's over by our pool, posted behind cut, as it's huge)
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11/11

Nov. 11th, 2011 12:42 pm
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Secret Music

I keep such music in my brain
No din this side of death can quell;
Glory exulting over pain,
And beauty, garlanded in hell.

My dreaming spirit will not heed
The roar of guns that would destroy
My life that on the gloom can read
Proud-surging melodies of joy.

To the world's end I went, and found
Death in his carnival of glare;
But in my torment I was crowned,
And music dawned above despair.

--Siegfried Sassoon, The Old Huntsman and other poems

11/11

Nov. 11th, 2011 12:42 pm
sartorias: (Default)
Secret Music

I keep such music in my brain
No din this side of death can quell;
Glory exulting over pain,
And beauty, garlanded in hell.

My dreaming spirit will not heed
The roar of guns that would destroy
My life that on the gloom can read
Proud-surging melodies of joy.

To the world's end I went, and found
Death in his carnival of glare;
But in my torment I was crowned,
And music dawned above despair.

--Siegfried Sassoon, The Old Huntsman and other poems

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