The farmhouse is already starting to look like home. What a beautiful view from those living room windows, especially compared to downtown Twisp.
The family that cuts wood together, stays together. Ha! They went on a work outing up at their property, and the looks on those teenage faces say it all.
We were having a different sort of fun yesterday.
This cheerful looking gentleman is the Austrain Anton Bruckner (1824-1896) an oddball and obsessive man with a number of unhealthy interests, including death and teenage girls.
His 11 symphonies are now considered "monumental" romantic period masterpieces. When I hear that word describing a symphony, the first thing that comes to mind is "long."
Bruckner's 4th Symphony, which we heard yesterday, runs about 70 minutes. Like listening to Mahler and Wagner, you have to set your brain to a different Bruckner clock.
Trying to give something undivided attention is surely good for us, especially in these days of being "distracted from distraction by distraction." T.S. Eliot, The Four Quartets.
And at least we got out of the house on a truly dreary afternoon. It hardly got light yesterday! Bruckner beats sitting on the couch watching the Seahawks lose.
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