Only when you notice it’s missing does it matter. If it’s gone and you didn’t notice, it never made enough of a difference to matter. Think of people you didn’t notice until they were gone. They didn’t matter to you. That might be why they’re gone. We can change, though, can’t we? So, the next one missing can matter.
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Beautiful scene, and the music…”The Women of Ireland” is so lovely!
Trish and John: I am reminded of the film:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hdsbVXKBKzY
Blimey, Juan! Well, fancy that Sergio and Melanie! Aye, matey, knoow the Floreses luv those Irish! An when might be the day? Aye, you’ll spin sum mighty yarns for the wee ones! Congratulations to all!
P.S. Luv the music!!
Congratulations, Juan! Irish music will do it every time!
She’s something else, Trish!
Guess what, all: My son Sergio got down on both his knees and begged Melanie Harris to marry him …. in Murphy’s Pub in D.C….in front of God and everyone … only two days ago. And she said, “Yes.”
I was in tears when he told me this morning. He said it was the Irish music that got them! My son is a quarter Irish — the McMurrays! Up the Irish!
Ha! I may soon be a grandfather in a year or so… and I will be a grand, grandfather! Aye! I will be the best! I will sit on my front lawn in m’chair with m’grandchildren on me’lap and spin them stories!
Floreses have always been suckers for the Irish!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AygW5EbSpSI
…such *a*…
Casta Diva is such beautiful aria…..
O pure Goddess, who silver
These sacred ancient plants,
Turn thy beautiful semblance on us
Unclouded and unveiled…
My god, Juan, what an exceptional voice! I listened through all 7 minutes, 17 seconds, expecting something to explode onto the screen, but instead I heard a remarkable voice and saw expressions that belong on a Broadway actor, not on an opera singer. That having been said, I know nothing of this opera and haven’t a clue what she was singing about. Just to mention, though, about 30 seconds from the end, a cardinal began calling in the trees outside my study (the windows are open…I’m sharing the music with the world!). I think his song was a response!
“We can change, though, can’t we?”
That’s all the question…..
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rg4L5tcxFcA
Good thoughts here this morning, John! Certainly put me to think in this.