SPRING IS HERE

I've decided to celebrate the first day of spring by inflicting some springtime music upon you.

Rustle of Spring (Fruhlingsrauschen) op.32
by Norwegian composer Christian Sinding (1856 - 1941)

Sinding maintained that the constant motion of this piano piece is symbolic of the restlessness of spring.

I think that it depicts a breeze rustling through the trees.

This is a unedited, unrefined rehearsal tape that I made when I lived in Texas.

Welcome to spring, mes amis.

Jon 

SPRING HAS SPRUNG

My previous post is probably the longest one I've written. This post will be the shortest.
 
I'm too cold to write. Or to think.
My fingers are too numb to type.

These photos were taken yesterday, which - rumor hazzit - was the first full day of spring. 

My thoughts?
If I never see another winter it will be too soon.

 Three days ago it was 70 degrees and the trees were blossoming. Then winter returned and took a dump on Tennessee.

 Somewhere in my back yard

 It kinda looks like Christmas

The tree in the center was covered with blossoms - which are now encrusted in ice.

SPRING SONG

It has long been my tradition to attack the first day of spring with appropriate music and an interpretive dance alla Isadora Duncan.

Since I don't feel like dancing (I can hear your sighs of relief), I'll subject you to music.

Rustle of Spring by Christian Sinding seems an apt way to welcome the springtime season.  Sinding (1856 -1941) was a Norwegian composer. 
I would imagine that this composition depicts breezes rustling through treetops in restless breaths.
Who knows.....

This particular video is a shoddy rehearsal tape that I made in Texas when I was out of practice and way past my prime. 
Most of you have already seen this, but just be polite and pretend you haven't.

I should at least get kudos for successfully turning the pages....

If you don't like my music (which is a complete impossibility), you can marvel at the photos I took recently.

I took these pics from the back porch last Thursday, just after the sun came up. It was a frigid 14 degrees (Fahrenheit), very breezy, with a deep blue sky.

Actually, it's still too damn cold to be the first day of spring - - and I should probably be dancing simply to ward off a frostbite.

Warmer weather is predicted soon, but I won't hold my breath.

Keep cozy and enjoy the spring equinox.