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In my Music Notebook

9/21/2022

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"The Sentences" 
 William Croft

I am the resurrection and the life, saith the Lord :
he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live:
and whosoever liveth and believeth in me shall never die.

I know that my Redeemer liveth, and that he shalt stand
at the latter day upon the earth.
And though after my skin worms destroy this body,
yet in my flesh shall I see God:
whom I shall see for myself,
and mine eyes shall behold, and not another.

We brought nothing into this world,
and it is certain we can carry nothing out.
The Lord gave, and the Lord hath taken away;
blessed be the Name of the Lord.

Man that is born of a woman hath but a short time to live,
and is full of misery.
He cometh up, and is cut down, like a flower;
he fleeth as it were a shadow, and never continueth in one stay.
In the midst of life we are in death:
of whom may we seek for succour, but of thee, O Lord,
who for our sins art justly displeased?
Yet, O Lord God most holy, O Lord most mighty,
O holy and most merciful Saviour,
deliver us not into the bitter pains of eternal death.

I heard a voice from heaven, saying unto me,
Write,
From henceforth blessed are the dead which die in the Lord:
even so saith the Spirit:
for they rest from their labours.
Amen.



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In my Commonplace...

9/13/2022

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"A wise man does not wish to change his situation, because he knows that it is possible to fulfill the law of God, the law of love, in every situation."  Tolstoy
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In my Picture File

8/23/2022

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August Sunset, John Ottis Adams
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In my Music Notebook...

7/29/2022

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for Dorothy

Both Sides Now
Joni Mitchell

Rows and flows of angel hair

And ice cream castles in the air
And feather canyons everywhere
Looked at clouds that way

But now they only block the sun
They rain and they snow on everyone
So many things I would have done
But clouds got in my way

I've looked at clouds from both sides now
From up and down and still somehow
It's cloud illusions I recall
I really don't know clouds at all

Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels
The dizzy dancing way that you feel
As every fairy tale comes real
I've looked at love that way

But now it's just another show
And you leave 'em laughing when you go
And if you care, don't let them know
Don't give yourself away

I've looked at love from both sides now
From give and take and still somehow
It's love's illusions that I recall
I really don't know love
Really don't know love at all

Tears and fears and feeling proud
To say, "I love you" right out loud
Dreams and schemes and circus crowds
I've looked at life that way

Oh, but now old friends they're acting strange
And they shake their heads and they tell me that I've changed
Well something's lost, but something's gained
In living every day

I've looked at life from both sides now
From win and lose and still somehow
It's life's illusions I recall

I really don't know life at all
It's life's illusions that I recall
​

I really don't know life
I really don't know life at all

​

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One Art
BY ELIZABETH BISHOP
The art of losing isn’t hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn’t hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother’s watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn’t hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn’t a disaster.
​
—Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan’t have lied. It’s evident
the art of losing’s not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.


and

"The Clouds are a sign that He is there." 

 Oswald Chambers
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In my Prayer Journal

7/21/2022

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stitching by handstories

God of all power, Ruler of the Universe, You are worthy of glory and praise.

Glory to you for ever and ever.

At your command all things came to be: the vast expanse of interstellar space, galaxies, suns, the planets in their courses, and this fragile earth, our island home.
​
By your will they were created and have their being.


                       From the Book of Common Prayer, Eucharistic Prayer C
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In my Book of Centuries

7/21/2022

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PicturePen and Ink by JEDIDIAH DORE
James Webb Space Telescope

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In my Music Notebook...

6/7/2022

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Pentecost Fare:

The Tree Song

I saw a tree by the riverside one day as I walked along,

Straight as an arrow,
And pointing to the sky, growing tall and strong.
How do you grow so tall and strong?"
I said to the riverside tree.
This is the song my tree friend sang to me.

I have roots growing down to the water.
I have leaves reaching up to the sunshine.
And, the fruit that I bear is the sign of the life in me.
I am shade from the hot summer sundown.
I am nests for the birds of the heaven.
I'm becoming what the maker of trees
Has meant me to be: a strong, young, tree.

I saw a tree in the wintertime, when show lay on the ground.
Straight as an arrow and pointing to the
Sky and the winter winds blew all around.
" How do you grow so straight and tall?"
I said to my wintertime tree.
This is the song that my tree friend sang to me:

I've got roots growing down to the water.
I've got leaves growing up to the sunshine.
And, the fruit that I bear is a sign of the life in me.
I am shade from the hot summer sundown.
I am nests for the birds of the heavens.
I'm becoming what the maker of trees
Has meant me to be: a strong young tree."

I saw a tree in the city streets where buildings blocked the sun.
Green and lovely, I could see it gave joy to everyone.
How do you grow in the city streets?"
I said to my downtown tree.
This is the song that my tree friend sang to me:

I've got roots growing down to the water.
I've got leaves growing up to the sunshine.
And, the fruit that I bear is a sign of the life in me.
I am shade from the hot summer sundown.
I am nests for the birds of the heavens.
I'm becoming what The Maker of Trees
Has meant me to be: a strong, young, tree."

 Written by Ken Medema arranged by Robert Sterling
 
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In my Nature Notebook...

5/16/2022

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Winslow Homer, "Moonlight, Wood Island Light" Click image for 10 famous moon paintings.
Super Moon, Blood Moon, Flower Moon...wants so much attention it can even interrupt our sleep!
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In my Picture File...

3/23/2022

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"March Sun Pontoise" Pissarro 1875
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In my Nature Notebook...

3/8/2022

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March Winds caused these amazing  Kelvin-Hermholtz cloud formations yesterday.

"March winds act as they do because they come down from the still frigid Arctic and up from the steadily warming tropics.  Vast weather systems are marching across the land and when they meet, as they do here in the Northeast in March, strange things happen."  Hal Borland


Up from the sea, the wild north wind is blowing
Under the sky’s gray arch;
Smiling, I watch the shaken elm-boughs, knowing
It is the wind of March.
– John Greenleaf Whittier


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