Amends

Wife and I went out tonight, a rarity these days for scheduling and financial reasons. It was nice to be with her again. To regain an old and lovely vision.
I wanted to share something beautiful. After getting gently and rightfully scolded for my language, I thought it would be a good idea to post something uplifting. What I had in mind were three songs by the Penguin Cafe Orchestra. They're not a new band, which means they have a better than average shot at being good. And they are.

I tried to post the songs via Youtube, but like the band I'm not new either, so my technological savvy wavers. The best I can do is recommend you check them out for yourselves. If you like, listen to them in this order: Perpetual Continuum, Paul's Dance, Salty Bean Fumble. The first is not my favorite, but is a pretty good introduction to the band. The second is for change of pace, and the third is just fun.

The more life I live, I find healing in music, turning to it more and more as one turns to church, to nature. There is a reason old people listen to mellow music. Their own experiential noise is plenty.

Finally, to not leave this post pictorially bare, I will go against my previous statement and show three animal shots.

I gave this buxom toad to the kids two days ago. They took it with them to the babysitter's house, where they lost it.

I love this moth. The frayed wings' edges are from the lizard I caught that nipped off the tips.

You can just see its head, but this is the offending lizard. After seeing it harmlessly bite my finger, Claire insisted we try to get it to bite her nose.