Check out this blog post about an online version of Rimsky-Korsakov’s Principles of Orchestration - you can watch and hear the score simultaneously! Crazy!
This weekend, Bevin and I went camping at Crooked River State Park. The main reason was to visit Cumberland Island, which was well worth it. Dungeness was a ruined mansion surrounded by green lawns, with wild horses galloping past dried-up fountains or straying beneath live oaks. There was a deep quiet, a mixture of the bright sunny emptiness of departed humanity found at battlefield cemeteries and the thick, shady reverence of a sleepy forest. Across the dunes, flat beaches stretched for miles. We saw a tiny deer, a huge crab, a living sand dollar, wild turkeys, wild horses, old-fashioned cars rusted to pieces. We will be back, camping there.
A strange red rain that fell on India may be an alien life form. I may be really excited about that! It might be exactly like something out of the scifi books I read endlessly as a kid . If it's true, shouldn't we declare a holiday or something? A moment of silence? Our first encounter with alien life!
I wonder if they'll turn it into a health supplement - I mean, who needs echinacea and vitamin C? Give me 50mg of alien life form comet dust! Wave goodbye to allergies, colds and flu, and wondering whether we're alone in the universe.