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Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Big coqui I am too, that's true

Big coqui I am too, that's true. I liked how you put it.
Co-qui, co-qui!


Coqui (Photo courtesy of Photos of Puerto Rico.com)

The Puerto Rican coquí is a very small - tiny - tree frog about one inch long. Some coquíes look green, some brown and some yellowish - actually they are translucent. Coquíes have a high pitched sound and can be heard from far away.

The coquíes begin to sing when the sun goes down at dusk. Their melody serenades islanders to sleep. Coquíes sing all night long until dawn when they stop singing and head for the nest. Puerto Ricans love their coquíes and have written poems, stories, and Aguinaldos about them.

During the time of the Taíno Indians trillions of coquíes serenated our ancestral home. Many Taíno Indian myths surround the coquí. Coquíes are found in much of the Taíno art like pictographs and pottery.

In Puerto Rico all coquíes are called coquí even though not all sing ''co-quí''. Only two of the species the ''Coquí Común'' and the ''Coquí de la Montaña or Coquí Puertorriqueño'' actually sing ''co-quí''.

Puerto Rican coquíes have relatives all over Latin America. The coquí genre is found in all the Caribbean Islands, and in Central and South America. But again, the only ones that make the sound ''co-quí'' are Puerto Rican.

The scientific name for the coquí is Eleu-thero-dactylus, characterized because they have no webbed toes. There are 16 different species in Puerto Rico and all of them have padded discs at the end of their toes which helps them climb. Coquíes are classified as amphibians - a grouping for cold blooded vertebrates that includes frogs, toads, or newts -that are able to live in both water and land.

Contrary to frogs, the coquíes do not go through a tadpole stage and break out of their egg - a small replica of their parents. Some coquíes are terrestrial some are arboreal. The Coquí Dorado is the only specie in the world that bears live young.

The male coquí sings - not the female. That means that in Puerto Rico we hear only half the coquíes singing. The male coquí watches over the eggs. The eggs hatch in 28 days and the young coquíes remain in the nest for an additional 5 days. Again the male coquí watches over them until they leave the nest.

When there is more light either from the moon or from street lights, there are less coquíes to be heard. Therefore there are more coquíes in isolated areas like the mountains. The specie ''Puerto Rican coquí'' sings co-quí, co-quí, co-quí at dusk and changes to co-quí-quí-quí, co-quí-quí-quí, co-quí-quí-quí, at dawn. It is arboreal - climbing to the top of trees in search of insects. There it remains until dawn when it changes its song and jumps down nesting until the evening.

Coquíes are in danger of extinction and actually two of them are already extinct - the Coquí Dorado and the Coquí Palmeado. Others are endangered species like the Coquí Caoba and the Coquí de Eneida. Why are coquíes in extinction? Because of deforestation. People have destroyed their habitat or homes (nests) destroying their eggs and destroying their source of food and nourishment.


Monday, September 17, 2012

Rachmaninov: The Isle of the Dead, Symphonic poem Op. 29 - Andrew Davis

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Rachmaninov: The Isle of the Dead, Symphonic poem Op. 29 - Andrew Davis

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Royal Stockholm Philharmonic Orchestra
Sir Andrew Davis, conductor

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Vishnevskaya sings Rachmaninov op.4 №4

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"O cease thy singing, maiden fair "
"Не пой, красавица при мне..."
"Ne poy krasavitsa pri mne..."

Не пой, красавица, при мне
Ты песен Грузии печальной:
Напоминают мне оне
Другую жизнь и берег дальный.

Увы! напоминают мне
Твои жестокие напевы
И степь, и ночь — и при луне
Черты далекой, бедной девы.

Я призрак милый, роковой,
Тебя увидев, забываю;
Но ты поешь — и предо мной
Его я вновь воображаю.

Не пой, красавица, при мне
Ты песен Грузии печальной:
Напоминают мне оне
Другую жизнь и берег дальный.

Oh, cease thy singing maiden fair Those songs of Georgian land, I pray thee; What e'er recall our life to me on foreign strand I fain would banish. And, ah! thy haunting lay brings back remembrance of days, long, long departed, I see the moon, the desert night and her sad face and eyes imploring. Ah! fond one, gently, ever near A youth forever doth behold thee. Yet when your face is always there It will not waver, will not vanish. Oh, cease thy singing maiden fair Those songs of Georgian land, I pray thee; What e'er recall our life to me on foreign strand I fain would banish.


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Sunday, September 16, 2012

Thank you, The People of Puerto Rico!

Thank you, The People of Puerto Rico! It is impossible not to love you.
Ich bin ein BORICUA!


Gray Fox I am

Gray gay (in both senses) Fox I am, that's right; even if I don't know it or don't want to know it.

Crazy, Like a Fox 

Donnelly, ID
Lake Cascade State Park
West Mountain Campground
Site 156
For the record, Site 156 is not the worst site in the West Mountain Campground; but it is easily the worst spot that is large enough to accommodate an RV, which explains why it was the only RV site not reserved a full 9 months in advance, and why we were able to obtain a reservation for that site on such short notice, on a busy Independence Day 4-day weekend.
We’ve been working very hard in recent weeks to make repairs to the RV, including replacing an entire wall, the water heater, some of the plumbing, and a couple of gas lines. We also recovered all of the upholstery, added XM Satellite Radio, an air purifier, and made numerous smaller repairs to the lighting and associated wiring. So we were more than ready to take a break and go camping, and Site 156 didn’t really look that bad in the pictures that were available on the Idaho Parks Reservation System.
Trees, a table, a fire pit and a BBQ were all visible in the available photos. The reservation system says there’s potable water available at the site, and it’s pretty much our only choice anyway. So we booked it, packed the trailer and went camping.
The weather was pretty much what you’d want on a July 4th camping trip. Clear and hot. Record hot, in fact, for our mountain location. The trees provided no shade for our trailer, and the trailer currently has no effective means to cool itself (something else that we’ll be fixing!). So the trailer baked us, and all of our belongings, to the tune of 100+ degrees all day. And the first week of July contains some of the longest days of the year.
But we had fun anyway. My 4-year old daughter enjoyed her first camping trip, something she’d been longing to do, and I enjoyed my first day of Downhill Mountain Biking for the season at Tamarack Resort. We got out and enjoyed the fruit of all our labor, and we learned what work still needed to be done to the RV when we got home. All in all a success, but that’s not what inspired me to post this entry.
As the sun began to fade behind the mountain, and the mercury finally began to fall in the thermometer, a Grey Fox came strolling into our campsite. He didn’t stay long, at first, but it turns out that this site is where he spends a great deal of time in the evening.
After searching the trash cans across the street, the fox returned and bedded down in the shade in our site for several hours, and stayed there at least until we went to bed for the night. He was gone when we arose the next morning, but showed up again the second night, right on schedule, for a repeat performance. We think he probably does it every night, and that he’ll probably do it for you if you can handle camping in a site with no significant shade.
So, if you find yourself with no other choices at West Mountain Campground, try site 156. It’s not perfect, but it comes with a friend that will leave the other sites envious. Just be sure to pack your own shade!

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Those who left us live in us

Those who left us live in us and we live for them, just like our children, grandchildren and friends will live for us when we are gone.

I am back to work

I am back to work.

Saturday, September 15, 2012

"Tree fox"?

"Tree fox"? I would be thrilled if I were one. Maybe I should start working on it. Ah?

Gray fox - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

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The gray fox's ability to climb trees is shared only with the Asian Raccoon dog among canids. Its strong, hooked claws allow it to scramble up trees to escape ...


To The Magnificent Group

You all are a truly magnificent group of people. The health of the group reinforces individual health and vice versa. They form the beneficious circle of health, as opposed to the vicious circle of illness.
I am very sorry about some of my childish and immature behavior last night.

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

To be a philosopher...

To be a philosopher is not a profession and is not a calling, it does not necessarily require a special training, although it is very desirable; Socrates did not have one. It is a mode of existence, and the only one in which philosophers are able to exist. It is also a curse, but a sweet curse. The need, and the all compelling need to try to question and to understand everything and everyone and to search for the truth inevitably brings, most often, the deepest pains:
"For in much wisdom is much grief; and he who increaseth knowledge, increaseth sorrow." - (Ecclesiastes 1:17-18); and, very rarely, the most sublime pleasures.
It is the road without an end and without a definitive purpose; it is a scream in the void, a lonely speck in the ocean, a momentous ray of lightning illuminating the Being and the World.

Monday, September 10, 2012

To Excel

To Excel:

Excel, Excel; in all you do
You're doing swell, e con sonrisa, too
You serve us excellently, guy!
But always strive, and always try
For definition of success
Is "eccelenza" in excess

September 9-10, 2012

God is The Ideal Of Absolute Power And Perfection

God is The Ideal Of Absolute Power And Perfection, and like any ideal, does not exist and does not need to exist in reality; but exists to balance, organise, focus and attract the reality in its strife for the approximation of this ideal. It consists of knowledge, love and fear, mixed in various proportions, according to the needs of those who mix them.

Friday, September 7, 2012

Thursday, September 6, 2012

Sunday, September 2, 2012

Religiosity and Spirituality

Religiosity is a bottomless well and everyone gets out if it as much and as deep as they are capable to. Spirituality is much broader: it is not a well, it is an ocean.

Religiosnost - eto bezdonniy kolodets i kazhdiy cherpayet iz nego nastolko mnogo i nastolko gluboko, naskolko oni na eto sposobni. Dukhovnost namnogo shire: eto ne kolodets, eto - okean.

"Larger than life" does not necessarily mean larger than yourself

"Larger than life" does not necessarily mean larger than yourself.

Friday, August 31, 2012

Jazz Icons: Count Basie Live in '62 - VIDEO

Jazz Icons: Count Basie Live in '62

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Jazz Icons: Count Basie Live in '62 (1962)
•Count Basie - Piano
•Thad Jones - Trumpet
•Snooky Young - Trumpet
•Sonny Cohn - Trumpet
•Al Aarons - Trumpet
•Quentin Jackson - Trombone
•Henry Coker - Trombone
•Benny Powell - Trombone
•Eric Dixon - Reeds
•Frank Wess - Reeds
•Marshal Royal - Reeds
•Frank Foster - Reeds
•Charles Fowlkes - Reeds
•Eddie Jones - Bass
•Sonny Payne - Drums
•Irene Reid - Vocals
•Freddie Green - Guitar

Track List:
1.Easin It
2.Youre Too Beautiful
3.Corner Pocket
4.Stella By Starlight
5.Back To The Apple
6.I Needs To Be Beed With
7.I Got Rhythm
8.Back Water Blues
9.Alexanders Ragtime Band
10.Old Man River
11.One OClock Jump

A lot of words can be used to describe the performance of the Count Basie Orchestra on Live in '62, an hour-long concert recorded in Sweden, but one will suffice: swingin'. No big band, not even the great Duke Ellington's, ever swung as relentlessly, or effortlessly, as Basie's various ensembles, and this one is a prime example. Having split up his so-called "Old Testament" band in the early '50s, Basie was at it again a few years later with this "New Testament" outfit, which featured great players like trumpeters Snooky Young and Thad Jones, trombonist Quentin Jackson, saxophonists Marshal Royal and Frank Wess, the eternal Freddie Green on guitar, and the amazing drummer Sonny Payne. The 11 tunes performed here (and reproduced with surprisingly crisp, clear audio and black & white visuals) include some Basie staples (like Green's "Corner Pocket" and Basie's own signature "One O'Clock Jump"), a few jazz classics ("I Got Rhythm," "Old Man River," "Stella by Starlight"), and three vocal numbers featuring Irene Reid. Every one of them is a delight, with superb arrangements highlighting the band's ensemble playing, masterful control of dynamics, excellent soloing, more than a few touches of humor... and, of course, that ineffable swing. Tough to pick a particular highlight, but Payne's lengthy solo spot on "Old Man River" might be it--not only is he a sensational drummer, spinning out rhythms as if they were melodies and never once losing the tempo, but the way he tosses and juggles his sticks is marvelously entertaining. A thorough and informative accompanying booklet more than makes up for the lack of bonus features. --Sam Graham