You may hear the strains of Rudolf Serkin emanating from MY READING ROOM.
Some of his many recordings of BRAHMS.
Johannes, as we know, is one of the three Bs - Brahms, Beethoven, Bartok, and Irving Berlin.
In a previous blog, I kid you not, there were photos of a male and female buck.
What I was unable to capture with my Nikon was a multi-colored fox.
Returning for a moment to Brahms, since I've been up there listening, some of his passages are THE MOST SUBLIME I have ever heard.
MR FOX MAKES A RARE APPEARANCE
Crossing at the end of my huge back yard
he traverses toward Scott's yard next door
Victuals for him or her are spread across
the frosty grass.
Spread your V-shaped face and gobble up
before someone comes
egg shells, asparagus toughies, fragrant lemons
all for the little vixens as they grow into
mature and vicious hunters.
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