The viola alta, or Ritterbratsche, is Mr Smith's specialty, along with making wine the old way, so to speak.
"Dust thou art, to dust returnest, / Was not spoken of the soul."
Wolly alder aphids they are called, but really, fairy flies is a much nicer name...
Surely you know some of these melodies...
More pictures of one of my favorite childhood haunts: Heiligenhafen, Germany.
Grasswader: Thatched roofs and a stormy sea.
Something light to enjoy on this beautiful September morning.
Enjoy the effortless union of joy and grief that points to something much greater while being perfectly ours at the same time.
Try this cold-brewed coffee, and you will probably not go back to brewing coffee any other way.
Possibly our society will be wrecked because it is completely taken up with externals and has no grasp on this inner dimension of life.