Finally, some real Spring weather around here. Mountain pinks have been divided and spread around the rest of the beds, the mound of mulch the dump truck delivered is slowly making its way, tucked around the blooming shrubs and trees...allergies are in overdrive.
I have always been a big classical music fan. My father brought me up on a combination of classical, opera, rock, jazz, showtunes...yet, I never tire of straight up classical music.
Vivaldi wrote "The Four Seasons" (or if you prefer the Italiano, Le Quattro Stagioni) in the early 1700s. It may have become trite as movie and commercial background noise but if you listen to it, really listen to it, you will be moved. As a child I would listen to it on my dad's turntable with these huge ear muff headphones which would block out the whole world and open the door to another; vibrant, loud, colorful.
Music soothes the savage anything.
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