Last February, our family got the interesting opportunity to watch the taping of an episode of the public radio program From the Top at the Smith Center. That episode has now been posted.
Stubby Legs
Our car mechanic (shout out to Sunset Auto Imports!) employs some tall guys, so when I pick up the car after a repair, it always takes a comically long time for the electric seat to get back to where I can reach the pedals. #shortlife
Twinkle Twinkle Little Star
I thought I was smart because I knew two verses of Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star. I used to sing them both to my daughters when the were small.
Tonight I learned the original poem by by Jane Taylor (1783โ1824) has five stanzas that I had never heard! ?
Twinkle, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are! Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky. When the blazing sun is gone, When he nothing shines upon, Then you show your little light, Twinkle, twinkle, through the night. Then the traveller in the dark Thanks you for your tiny spark; He could not see where to go, If you did not twinkle so. In the dark blue sky you keep, And often through my curtains peep, For you never shut your eye Till the sun is in the sky. As your bright and tiny spark Lights the traveller in the dark, Though I know not what you are, Twinkle, twinkle, little star.
Now I’m spending my Friday night taking a tour through classical music history listening to variation on the melody which came from a French children’s song Ah! vous dirai-je, maman.