Enjoyment is always greatest when you have enough contrast to measure it by.
– Capi Blanchet, author of The Curve of Time
Capi Blanchet
And the Band Played Waltzing Matilda
Barbara Follett
The old canoe was full of grub. Nothing to worry about, then; nothing to do but paddle. When we came to a good place, we stopped and swam. It was a peaceful, swinging life, full of sunshine, without special adventure. It needed no adventure beyond itself.
– Barbara Newhall Follett
Sligo River Blues
Sligo River Blues, by John Fahey. Possibly the one true song.
Ernest McSorley
We are holding our own.
– Ernest M. McSorley
Philip Britts
There are so many songs that need to be sung.
There are so many beautiful things that await
The sensitive hand to pick them up
From this strange din of busy living.
– Philip Britts
Joe Hill
Could you arrange to have my body hauled to the state line to be buried? I don’t want to be found dead in Utah.
– Joe Hill
Ilia Chavchavadze
Elegy
Lambent light of the moon at its fullest
Was shining across my motherland,
And the distant mountains’ white contour
Was receding into blue expanse.
Deep stillness: neither sounds nor cries—
Like parent to child, my Country told me little.
From time to time I heard an anguished sigh,
Sobs while a Georgian man slept and dreamt.
I stood alone and the mountains’ shadow
Again embraced the slumber of my native land.
Oh my God! Sleeping, sleeping all the time!
When will we be worthy to awaken?
– Ilia Chavchavadze
Images: უშბა (ush-ba), the most dangerous mountain in the Caucus.