So, here's the last eight minutes.
It is breathtaking.
Though, you should really look up the symphony and listen to the whole thing.
"Growing up Southern is a privilege, really. It's more than where you're born; it's an idea and state of mind that seems imparted at birth. It's more than loving fried chicken, sweet tea, football, and country music. It’s being hospitable, devoted to front porches, magnolias, moon pies, coca-cola... and each other. We don't become Southern - we're born that way." - Unknown
she:
lots of freckles. blue eyes. literature. summertime. classic rock. cats. cycling. musicals. african-american literature. modernism. postmodernism. gilmore girls. piano. correct grammar enthusiast. WWII history buff. gamecocks. old movies. proponent of intelligent conversation. terrified of octopuses. loves south carolina and the beach.
he:
always wears a hat. minimalist. crazy smart. runner. data analytics. guitar. mario enthusiast. completist. natty dresser. purple. calvin and hobbes. modern art. the beatles aficionado. arrested development. video games. silly dances. always smells good. writes songs. silly sound effects maker extraordinaire. lover of minimalist jazz.
{we are the robinsons,
and we are madly in love}
2 comments:
I will have to do that!
*at work...not wanting to get caught listening* hehe
Erica had baby Grayson yesterday 8lbs 4oz I think. Mom and baby are good. I am sending a gift with Dora on Sunday from you and I. :D
I haven't spent much time listening to Mahler. I may have to devote a little time to it.
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