Night, the beloved. Night, when words fade and things come alive. When the destructive analysis of day is done, and all that is truly important becomes whole and sound again. When man reassembles his fragmentary self and grows with the calm of a tree. ~Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
Friday, November 7, 2008
Another Namesake
Well, it turns out, I'm back on the night shift, working second-shift hours again part-time. This means the usual time I blog is unavailable, at least for another week, when my permanent schedule kicks in.
So for this week and possibly next week, things will be a little quiet around here. After that, though, I plan to start a new series that I think will be fun and interesting. So stick around. And there will always be a new lullaby on Sundays.
In the meantime, enjoy this video, Night, the Beloved, which was sent to me by a friend. Since we had a "Lullaby for Grown-Ups" a couple weeks ago, it seems fitting to have a video named after the blog here as well.
This is the introduction of the film, meant to capture the mood of some of the videographer's dreams. I especially like the music and all the water images.
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