Saturday, December 13, 2008

"At the heart of every storm, there's a quiet night..."

Bears repeating:



Blogger San said...

I haven't listened to it yet, since my man is sleeping in. A rare thing. But the title of your post is oh-so-perfect. The snow is blowing at an oblique angle here and back towards the mountains, you can't tell where the snowy land becomes the snowy sky.

And my honey and I are taking the day off together to trim the tree and watch the storm from our cozy faux adobe. Gotta go make blue corn pancakes.

8:30 AM  
Blogger murat11 said...

San: That all sounds way too cozy and idyllic: we're all moving in: expect us round midnight.

At the heart of this hoppin' and boppin' crazo-maniacal song is a gorgeous hymn. Careful, though: y'all hop and bop at the adobe, you're liable to bring down all the snows.

Much love: paschal

4:33 PM  
Blogger Tammie Lee said...

Oh this would have been a good tune when I was dancing about my cabin the other night! Love that you share music on your blog.

7:34 PM  
Blogger murat11 said...

Tammie: I was thinking about you dancing around in your cabin when I reposted this video. M. McKee: talk about abandon!

9:58 PM  
Blogger jsd said...

all that flailing then utter exhaustion then enlightment

6:56 PM  
Blogger murat11 said...

jsd: Just what it must feel like in the coracle, eh?

7:15 PM  
Blogger San said...

Well, we kept the light on for ya'll the other night...but ya'll were a no-show. I guess you forgot the snow chains.

Listened to it today. That does say redemption.

4:42 PM  
Blogger murat11 said...

Sho nuff, sister, Sho nuff.

9:23 AM  
Blogger Tammie Lee said...

I just found your playlist! That is so fun, thanks for sharing!

11:21 AM  
Blogger murat11 said...

Tammie: You're welcome: it should go well with the wood stove. Prepare for sudden changes.

Send snow!!

3:58 PM  

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