Stunning. This, sure:
It was the best “Hut on Hen’s Legs (the hut of Baba Yaga) I’ve heard, and the great gate finale is possibly surpassed only by Dutoit in that Montreal church.
I’ll have another exhibition of pictures later.
Stunning, it all is.
Beautiful, that smile from the little girl peering hesitantly across the street at this mailman. He waved a practiced girlish wave and smiled. She smiled back at him as she trudged home from school.
Beautiful, this. All of this.
Full of wonder, this season and its reasons and all beyond reason and seasons . . .
Pascal said it a few centuries ago.