<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:52:11.272-06:00</updated><category term='BBC'/><category term='Saturn&apos;s moons'/><category term='Dark Matter'/><category term='Bioluminescent fungi'/><category term='Jupiter'/><category term='Los Kjarkas'/><category term='Curtis Mayfield'/><category term='Hokusai'/><category term='Josh Rouse'/><category term='Tramuntana'/><category term='Lucid dreaming'/><category term='evening'/><category term='Therese Honey'/><category term='comet holmes'/><category term='Dead Can Dance'/><category term='birds'/><category term='Eva Cassidy'/><category 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Exposure'/><category term='poem'/><category term='hang drum'/><category term='planets'/><category term='moon'/><category term='Flying Saucer Attack'/><category term='Sam Clemann'/><category term='aurora borealis'/><category term='Frog chorus'/><category term='Pino Forastiere'/><category term='Bioluminescent slime'/><category term='northern lights'/><category term='diatonis'/><category term='celtic harp'/><category term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><category term='night shift'/><category term='Magic Pen'/><category term='Hem'/><category term='Bonnie Raitt'/><category term='International Year of Astronomy'/><category term='Autumn Meditation'/><category term='snowman'/><category term='Jose Gonzalez'/><category term='space sounds'/><category term='Madeleine Peyroux'/><category term='Pavel Tukki'/><category term='Polyphonic Spree'/><category term='lullaby'/><category term='palindromes'/><category term='Cornell Kinderknecht'/><category term='native american'/><category term='The Cardigans'/><category term='Syd Matters'/><category term='Missy Higgins'/><category term='starlight'/><category term='Shakuhachi music'/><category term='winter solstice'/><category term='spaceweather.com'/><category term='Samorost'/><category term='The Freed Unit'/><category term='rabbit'/><category term='Deep Space Inhabitants'/><category term='Debussy'/><category term='man'/><category term='Venus'/><category term='flute'/><category term='Uranus'/><category term='Satie'/><category term='Animation Festival'/><category term='bioluminescence'/><category term='Night lightning'/><category term='Enya'/><category term='Jacob Miller'/><category term='blackbird'/><category term='Harry Pellegrin'/><category term='Gregory and the Hawk'/><category term='Mars'/><category term='ada witch'/><category term='rainer maria rilke'/><category term='Dreamscapes'/><category term='Andy McKee'/><category term='Manyfingers'/><category term='Air'/><category term='Black Holes'/><category term='Six Million Dollar Man'/><category term='Ella Fitzgerald'/><category term='Janis Ian'/><category term='Fireflies'/><category term='grown-ups'/><category term='robert frost'/><category term='Phoebe Snow'/><category term='insomnia'/><category term='Earth'/><category term='Red Wing'/><category term='Neptune'/><category term='night the beloved'/><category term='Christina Lux'/><category term='Mark Harmer'/><category term='flOw'/><category term='Canadian Brass'/><category term='rilke'/><category term='Jeff Wahl'/><category term='foxfire'/><category term='LED throwies'/><category term='isan'/><category term='Zero 7'/><category term='Death probe'/><category term='Saturn'/><category term='Galaxy Zoo'/><category term='Homer Simpson'/><category term='galaxies'/><category term='Luminous life'/><title type='text'>Night, the Beloved</title><subtitle type='html'>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</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>153</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-452010182489010234</id><published>2009-03-15T09:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T10:07:10.433-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christina Lux'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Christina Lux</title><summary type='text'>We're visited again by German singer/songwriter Christina Lux, who performs her song, To the World.This song is my wish to you, as this will be the final lullaby here at Night the Beloved. Other projects are requiring attention and I'm afraid I can no longer devote time to this blog. A new day beckons and it's time to greet the dawn.Thank you for taking this journey through the night with me. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/452010182489010234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=452010182489010234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/452010182489010234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/452010182489010234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2009/03/lullaby-for-grown-ups-christina-lux.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Christina Lux'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-9095429339819975288</id><published>2009-03-12T19:17:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T22:12:57.252-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biophotons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luminous life'/><title type='text'>Luminous Life - Light Generation</title><summary type='text'>© Eandephotography | Dreamstime.comThe luminous creatures and life forms we've surveyed so far all make use of a specific chemical reaction to produce light. If they don't create the reaction themselves, they have a symbiotic relationship with light-generating bacteria that are housed in a special light organ within the host animal.But it turns out that there is another biological mechanism that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/9095429339819975288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=9095429339819975288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/9095429339819975288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/9095429339819975288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2009/03/luminous-life-light-generation.html' title='Luminous Life - Light Generation'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2e9y75mHoZ0/Sbmonp4mUwI/AAAAAAAAAj0/B-nLP1P8H48/s72-c/dreamstime+jellies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-18643675063129205</id><published>2009-03-08T09:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T09:45:56.084-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ane Brun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Ane Brun</title><summary type='text'>I couldn't resist another Ane Brun video. The Norwegian singer/songwriter performs her version of the song True Colors. She sings it so simply and with such an open heart, it's just wonderful.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/18643675063129205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=18643675063129205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/18643675063129205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/18643675063129205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2009/03/lullaby-for-grown-ups-ane-brun.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Ane Brun'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-2226395762071034531</id><published>2009-03-04T21:47:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T22:17:29.104-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luminous life'/><title type='text'>Luminous Life - The Glittering Sea</title><summary type='text'>A bioluminescent hydromedusa.So far, our examination of bioluminescence has focused on land dwellers - fungi, worms, various insects. As rare as the ability is here on dry ground, up to 90 percent of ocean life is capable of producing light. Against the backdrop of a black sea, life forms use self-generated light to hunt, find mates and defend themselves.Red tide bioluminescence taken at midnight</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/2226395762071034531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=2226395762071034531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/2226395762071034531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/2226395762071034531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2009/03/luminous-life-glittering-sea.html' title='Luminous Life - The Glittering Sea'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2e9y75mHoZ0/Sa81rMm-c3I/AAAAAAAAAjk/sPV4p8OId8w/s72-c/blue+jelly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-9119118294375677515</id><published>2009-03-01T09:09:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T09:32:17.475-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missy Higgins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Missy Higgins</title><summary type='text'>This week's lullaby features Australian singer/songwriter Missy Higgins in a live performance of her song Nightminds. I love this song for its depth of emotion and honesty. I hope you enjoy it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/9119118294375677515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=9119118294375677515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/9119118294375677515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/9119118294375677515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2009/03/lullaby-for-grown-ups-missy-higgins.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Missy Higgins'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-7146834118433831071</id><published>2009-02-22T09:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T09:29:18.033-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pino Forastiere'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Pino Forastiere</title><summary type='text'>Another gifted acoustic guitarist comes to us via YouTube. Pino Forastiere performs Cammino with great skill and feeling. A penetrating piece, almost brooding, it transports the listener to another time and place where many possibilities exist beyond what might have been previously experienced.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/7146834118433831071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=7146834118433831071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/7146834118433831071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/7146834118433831071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2009/02/lullaby-for-grown-ups-pino-forastiere.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Pino Forastiere'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-3458884080703560130</id><published>2009-02-20T16:45:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T18:17:52.263-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Galaxy Zoo'/><title type='text'>Galactic Update</title><summary type='text'>Credit: NASA/ESA/Hubble Heritage Team (STScI/AURA)-ESA/Hubble Collaboration. Acknowledgment: B. Whitmore (Space Telescope Science Institute)Several months ago I blogged about Galaxy Zoo, a project that engages citizen scientists to help classify  galaxies by shape. More than 150,000 people have taken part in Galaxy Zoo so far in an effort to classify almost a quarter of a million images. At the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/3458884080703560130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=3458884080703560130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/3458884080703560130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/3458884080703560130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2009/02/galactic-update.html' title='Galactic Update'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2e9y75mHoZ0/SZ8yoqGV32I/AAAAAAAAAjE/ojqtSf0lsRY/s72-c/hubble+galaxy+feb+use.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-1578525929536729616</id><published>2009-02-15T09:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T10:08:40.688-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alice Friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Alice Friend</title><summary type='text'>Gifted artist Alice Friend provides this week's lullaby with her video Kokopelli's Magical Tour of Paintings, featuring her artwork and music. I find her music and imagery to be uplifting and delightful. I hope you enjoy it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/1578525929536729616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=1578525929536729616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/1578525929536729616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/1578525929536729616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2009/02/lullaby-for-grown-ups-alice-friend.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Alice Friend'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-3979032951713180848</id><published>2009-02-12T19:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T19:41:32.603-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bioluminescent fungi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luminous life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foxfire'/><title type='text'>Luminous Life - Into the Woods</title><summary type='text'>© Luxgene 2000Softly glowing mushrooms rising from the forest floor - no wonder people in bygone times concluded that they had suddenly been transported to the realm of the faeries.The strange bioluminescence of mushrooms and other fungi defies understanding. The usual reasons given for bioluminescence - mating, predation, defense, communication - don't seem to apply to luminous mushrooms, and no</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/3979032951713180848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=3979032951713180848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/3979032951713180848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/3979032951713180848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2009/02/luminous-life-into-woods.html' title='Luminous Life - Into the Woods'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2e9y75mHoZ0/SYOf1q4ChmI/AAAAAAAAAhs/KlDtfkmdY8g/s72-c/blue+glowing+mushrooms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-7593971096282511655</id><published>2009-02-08T09:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T09:53:41.598-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carly Simon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Carly Simon</title><summary type='text'>We're having a midwinter thaw right now in my area, which is lovely, but I can't help wondering when the cold will return. This week's lullaby is a reminder of summer evenings to come. Carly Simon performs that Beatles classic, Blackbird. I love the look of this video, and her wonderful performance.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/7593971096282511655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=7593971096282511655' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/7593971096282511655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/7593971096282511655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2009/02/lullaby-for-grown-ups-carly-simon.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Carly Simon'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-5131662493179207568</id><published>2009-02-01T10:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T10:54:47.390-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celtic harp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Therese Honey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Therese Honey</title><summary type='text'>This week's lullaby is a wonderful, lilting song, Hewlett, arranged and performed by harpist Therese Honey. The harp has such a soothing sound. Relax and enjoy this lovely tune.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/5131662493179207568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=5131662493179207568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/5131662493179207568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/5131662493179207568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2009/02/lullaby-for-grown-ups-therese-honey.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Therese Honey'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-7963213026158534674</id><published>2009-01-25T10:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T10:32:24.551-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ane Brun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Syd Matters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Ane Brun, Syd Matters</title><summary type='text'>You might remember Ane Brun's previous appearance here at Night the Beloved with her song, Lullaby for Grown Ups. Here, she performs Little Lights as a duet with French singer Syd Matters. Set to lovely nature images, this song has some of the most extraordinary lyrics. I hope you enjoy it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/7963213026158534674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=7963213026158534674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/7963213026158534674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/7963213026158534674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2009/01/lullaby-for-grown-ups-ane-brun-syd.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Ane Brun, Syd Matters'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-9178948460774813826</id><published>2009-01-18T09:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T10:11:56.373-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Morcheeba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Morcheeba</title><summary type='text'>We had subzero temperatures here last week, so I hope that explains the escapist tendencies found in this week's lullaby. The song is The Sea by Morcheeba and the images are colorful electronic renderings. It may not be a substitute for a warm-weather vacation, but this time of year, every little bit helps.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/9178948460774813826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=9178948460774813826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/9178948460774813826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/9178948460774813826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2009/01/lullaby-for-grown-ups-morcheeba.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Morcheeba'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-7922483828482967148</id><published>2009-01-16T19:50:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:26:49.521-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bioluminescent slime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luminous life'/><title type='text'>Luminous Life - Light-Up Slime</title><summary type='text'>As I've been researching bioluminescence, the ability of some organisms to produce light with virtually no heat (there's a powerful metaphor right there), I learned that there are different types of bioluminescence: intrinstic or internal, where the organism has specialized cell structures to produce its own light; bacterial, where the organism needs to partner with bacteria to generate light; </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/7922483828482967148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=7922483828482967148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/7922483828482967148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/7922483828482967148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2009/01/luminous-life-light-up-slime.html' title='Luminous Life - Light-Up Slime'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2e9y75mHoZ0/SXE5m7mJ0NI/AAAAAAAAAhA/Ua9h_0x8T4Y/s72-c/glowing+coral.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-5768899083933346400</id><published>2009-01-11T11:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T11:17:27.710-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elliott Smith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Elliott Smith</title><summary type='text'>From the heart of winter comes this extraordinary video. Shot in and around Jordan, Minnesota, it captures the restlessness of youth, small town life and nature at its harshest yet most beautiful. The song is Pitseleh by Elliott Smith, one of my favorites because of its poignancy and honesty.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/5768899083933346400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=5768899083933346400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/5768899083933346400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/5768899083933346400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2009/01/lullaby-for-grown-ups-elliott-smith.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Elliott Smith'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-6580546538634385483</id><published>2009-01-04T14:20:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T14:25:34.689-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kings of convenience'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Kings of Convenience</title><summary type='text'>Time for something a little more up-tempo from the Kings of Convenience to usher in the new year. You'll notice that even their more upbeat stuff is pretty mellow, so no worries there. The song is Misread, recorded at a concert in Germany in 2007. I hope you enjoy their wonderful music as we ease our way into 2009.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/6580546538634385483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=6580546538634385483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/6580546538634385483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/6580546538634385483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2009/01/lullaby-for-grown-ups-kings-of.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Kings of Convenience'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-7655093699727210004</id><published>2009-01-01T13:05:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T16:36:43.182-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='International Year of Astronomy'/><title type='text'>2009:  International Year of Astronomy</title><summary type='text'> Credit: NASA/The Hubble Heritage Team/A. Riess (STScI)If there was ever a time to take an interest in the night sky and all its mysteries, this is the time - 2009 has been designated the International Year of Astronomy. This year-long celebration of the science of the stars includes many local and global events designed to educate and interest people in astronomy. The centerpiece is 100 Hours of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/7655093699727210004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=7655093699727210004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/7655093699727210004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/7655093699727210004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009-international-year-of-astronomy.html' title='2009:  International Year of Astronomy'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2e9y75mHoZ0/SV08OhdTAaI/AAAAAAAAAg4/tgqWavuXKXA/s72-c/year+of+astronomy+image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-5175814664200632555</id><published>2008-12-28T13:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T13:26:19.105-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mavis Staples'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Mavis Staples</title><summary type='text'>We're on the verge of saying goodbye to 2008, and based on some of the Christmas letters I received this year, it's not a moment too soon. Ready for 2009? Mavis Staples sends us on our way with this week's lullaby. Ready or not, here we go...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/5175814664200632555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=5175814664200632555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/5175814664200632555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/5175814664200632555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/12/lullaby-for-grown-ups-mavis-staples.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Mavis Staples'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-6413489273955227698</id><published>2008-12-21T11:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T11:18:37.719-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cornell Kinderknecht'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bansuri flute'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Cornell Kinderknecht</title><summary type='text'>This week's lullaby comes from a winter solstice celebration two years ago. Cornell Kinderknecht performs Night Path on the bansuri flute. Beautiful and haunting, it is a lovely, meditative work. I hope you enjoy it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/6413489273955227698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=6413489273955227698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/6413489273955227698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/6413489273955227698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/12/lullaby-for-grown-ups-cornell.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Cornell Kinderknecht'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-639358910616478003</id><published>2008-12-19T19:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T19:44:51.595-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter solstice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Northern Exposure'/><title type='text'>The Cold, Deep Night</title><summary type='text'>© Ivan Kmit | Dreamstime.comAs we approach the winter solstice, the longest night of the year, I find that my conception of winter nights - still, hushed, all of nature covered in a deep blanket of snow - may not be quite right.Last week I was driving home after my night shift job when I saw a crow on the wing, passing through the illumination of a street light. Crows will roost in large numbers </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/639358910616478003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=639358910616478003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/639358910616478003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/639358910616478003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/12/cold-deep-night.html' title='The Cold, Deep Night'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2e9y75mHoZ0/SUwa8FOkevI/AAAAAAAAAgw/3Qho-h7VgC8/s72-c/2008+winter+solistice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-646620464308842190</id><published>2008-12-14T23:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T23:28:59.776-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Debussy'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Debussy</title><summary type='text'>Time is getting away from me these days, for reasons I don't entirely understand. Time to slow down and relax to a gorgeous rendition of Debussy's Reverie, performed by pianist David Delucia. The videographer known as Spadecaller provides lovely images to complete this week's lullaby offering.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/646620464308842190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=646620464308842190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/646620464308842190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/646620464308842190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/12/lullaby-for-grown-ups-debussy.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Debussy'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-913265794229501195</id><published>2008-12-07T11:24:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T19:50:28.421-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Odetta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phoebe Snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Janis Ian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Odetta and Friends</title><summary type='text'>Folk legend Odetta died this past week. An ardent civil rights supporter and musical master, she will be missed by so many. This week's lullaby is Hymn, by Janis Ian, sung by Ian, Odetta and Phoebe Snow, possibly the only collaboration of these three gifted singers. Easily one of the best lullabies you will find on this blog.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/913265794229501195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=913265794229501195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/913265794229501195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/913265794229501195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/12/lullaby-for-grown-ups-odetta-and.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Odetta and Friends'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-980327495027566924</id><published>2008-12-05T19:40:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T20:16:49.904-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luminous life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bioluminescence'/><title type='text'>Luminous Life - An Intro to Bioluminescence</title><summary type='text'>To me, bioluminescence, the ability of some microbes, plants and animals to emit visible light, is one of the most interesting phenomena in the natural world. It's time to explore how some life forms have developed this talent, which evolved first in the blackness of the deep sea, and then among land plants and animals that glow against the backdrop of the night.Most people are familiar with the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/980327495027566924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=980327495027566924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/980327495027566924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/980327495027566924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/12/luminous-life-intro-to-bioluminescence.html' title='Luminous Life - An Intro to Bioluminescence'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2e9y75mHoZ0/STnZ9giCKAI/AAAAAAAAAYE/b01xpqJbi38/s72-c/glowing+mushrooms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-6038945878492664659</id><published>2008-11-30T11:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T11:27:58.650-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Pellegrin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Meditations</title><summary type='text'>The first major snow storm of the season has arrived. They're forecasting 6 to 8 inches by Monday morning. The snow made me think of this video, Meditations: A Year of Changes. Harry G. Pellegrin performs El Noi de la Mare, set to images he took along the Mohawk River in New York. I like that the images aren't the usual perfectly-lit, heavily composed nature pictures you see so often. They remind</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/6038945878492664659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=6038945878492664659' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/6038945878492664659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/6038945878492664659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/lullaby-for-grown-ups-meditations.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Meditations'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-7353711202422937525</id><published>2008-11-23T15:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T15:14:22.623-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tramuntana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Tramuntana</title><summary type='text'>The glory of autumn has passed, and we are faced with a brown and gray landscape, a chill in the air and the darkest day of the year still more than a month away. So here is a remedy - a lullaby featuring beautiful nature images from the island of Cres in Croatia. The lovely, relaxing music is New Born by Matt Chernishov. Enjoy the lullaby as we head into the holiday week.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/7353711202422937525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=7353711202422937525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/7353711202422937525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/7353711202422937525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/lullaby-for-grown-ups-tramuntana.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Tramuntana'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-152739567768356341</id><published>2008-11-20T19:10:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T19:17:58.318-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='northern lights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='space sounds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='natural radio'/><title type='text'>Song of the Northern Lights</title><summary type='text'>Seeing the Northern Lights dance on a clear winter night is a wonderful spectacle. But hearing the aurora is another experience entirely. In this video from the Minnesota Planetarium and Space Discovery Center, sound recordist Steve McGreevy discusses the aurora as a natural radio source and what it takes to record its strange song. Here's the location of the original YouTube video, which </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/152739567768356341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=152739567768356341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/152739567768356341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/152739567768356341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/song-of-northern-lights.html' title='Song of the Northern Lights'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-4628145195544115076</id><published>2008-11-16T15:44:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T16:00:47.238-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arlo Guthrie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Arlo Guthrie</title><summary type='text'>Arlo Guthrie supplies our lullaby tonight - that classic American folk song, City of New Orleans. Poignant and nostalgic, it portrays a lost era, when rail travel was supreme, and all the romanticism that went along with it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/4628145195544115076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=4628145195544115076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/4628145195544115076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/4628145195544115076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/lullaby-for-grown-ups-arlo-guthrie.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Arlo Guthrie'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-1319096396641600341</id><published>2008-11-09T15:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T15:55:11.129-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gregory and the Hawk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Gregory and the Hawk</title><summary type='text'>Here's a lovely song from Gregory and the Hawk, entitled Boats and Birds. In its early days, this young band bypassed the usual music industry apparatus and relied on the internet to build a fan base. Now signed with a record label, they continue to produce original, wonderful songs.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/1319096396641600341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=1319096396641600341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/1319096396641600341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/1319096396641600341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/lullaby-for-grown-ups-gregory-and-hawk.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Gregory and the Hawk'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-3788983038804373547</id><published>2008-11-07T22:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T22:49:58.958-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Namesake</title><summary type='text'>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. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/3788983038804373547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=3788983038804373547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/3788983038804373547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/3788983038804373547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-namesake.html' title='Another Namesake'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-8684949144966959304</id><published>2008-11-02T16:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T16:30:40.836-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andy McKee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Andy McKee</title><summary type='text'>Here's a smooth and mellow acoustic guitar lullaby. Andy McKee performs a song from his CD Dreamcatcher. McKee developed an international following after two of his performance videos were posted on the internet and went viral, achieving more than 17 million views. I hope you enjoy this amazing music.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/8684949144966959304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=8684949144966959304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/8684949144966959304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/8684949144966959304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/lullaby-for-grown-ups-andy-mckee.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Andy McKee'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-6525859764930839206</id><published>2008-10-30T22:17:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T10:42:59.548-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><title type='text'>Haunted Shadows</title><summary type='text'>© Photographer: Edd BoyerWe must travel in the direction of our fear.~ John BerrymanThe flickering shadows cast by jack o'lanterns are part of the great fun of Halloween. The gorgeous image above of a local pumpkin carving competition captures the spirit of this wonderful nighttime holiday, where children are suddenly free to explore vast, new spaces in their own neighborhoods. They fan out, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/6525859764930839206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=6525859764930839206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/6525859764930839206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/6525859764930839206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/10/haunted-shadows.html' title='Haunted Shadows'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2e9y75mHoZ0/SQp6Mo-xyqI/AAAAAAAAAX8/t8qgjBQDOXg/s72-c/halloween+pumpkins+edd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-341611534680892830</id><published>2008-10-26T15:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T15:43:50.585-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ane Brun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Ane Brun</title><summary type='text'>Well, things have come full circle for our "Lullaby for Grown-Ups" feature. In this video, Norwegian singer/songwriter Ane Brun's song is set to a spacy, fractal visual treat. I love the sound of this, and I think we all can appreciate the lyrics. And the name of the song? Lullaby for Grown-Ups. Spooky.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/341611534680892830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=341611534680892830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/341611534680892830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/341611534680892830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/10/lullaby-for-grown-ups-ane-brun.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Ane Brun'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-7142362572473876334</id><published>2008-10-23T18:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T19:09:57.657-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antonio Machado'/><title type='text'>Poetry - Antonio Machado</title><summary type='text'>There's something about this time of year that makes me want to post poetry here. I was fortunate to find this video featuring a poem by Antonio Machado, as read by none other than Robert Bly, titled Last Night as I was Sleeping. Some YouTube commenters took issue with the translation from the Spanish, especially the phrase, "marvelous error," which perhaps would be better translated as "illusion</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/7142362572473876334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=7142362572473876334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/7142362572473876334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/7142362572473876334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/10/poetry-antonio-machado.html' title='Poetry - Antonio Machado'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-4105275787038612540</id><published>2008-10-19T16:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T16:27:53.223-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flying Saucer Attack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Flying Saucer Attack</title><summary type='text'>The mellow, space-rock music of Flying Saucer Attack provides our lullaby this week. The song, Suncatcher, features gentle vocals and a tranquil sound that was the hallmark of this British experimental band. Relax and enjoy this wonderful music!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/4105275787038612540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=4105275787038612540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/4105275787038612540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/4105275787038612540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/10/lullaby-for-grown-ups-flying-saucer.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Flying Saucer Attack'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-6123504807314022287</id><published>2008-10-16T19:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T19:21:32.100-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sproing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nanotube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diversions for insomniacs'/><title type='text'>Diversions for Insomniacs - Two Games</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes the arcade style games are good for blowing off some steam. So here are two to try.The first one, Nanotube, requires some agility to defend a circular structure from flying colored orbs (see image above). Be quick or you're done! One reviewer called this game "a satisfying treat."   The second game, Sproing, lets you smash the green balls with an anchored blue ball that you swing around</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/6123504807314022287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=6123504807314022287' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/6123504807314022287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/6123504807314022287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/10/diversions-for-insomniacs-two-games.html' title='Diversions for Insomniacs - Two Games'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2e9y75mHoZ0/SPfPclOyNbI/AAAAAAAAAX0/K9Nj4Pr6UK8/s72-c/nanotube+game.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-581113270194157593</id><published>2008-10-12T15:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T16:02:08.269-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Enya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Enya</title><summary type='text'>The ethereal voice of Enya provides a soothing lullaby this week. The song is Evening Falls. I'm always amazed by musicians who stake out new ground, both musically and emotionally, then make it their own. Enya has sold millions of albums, without regularly touring and sometimes taking years to release the next recording. Her fame even extends to the stars. No kidding - there's a minor planet </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/581113270194157593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=581113270194157593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/581113270194157593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/581113270194157593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/10/lullaby-for-grown-ups-enya.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Enya'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-6936339201163619979</id><published>2008-10-09T17:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T17:54:04.623-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animation Festival'/><title type='text'>Night, the Beloved at One Year</title><summary type='text'>Night, the Beloved is one year old today! Thanks for coming by to have a look or listen to a lullaby. It's great to have people visiting my blog, so I know I'm not just talking to myself.To celebrate this anniversary, let me welcome you to the First Annual Night the Beloved Animation Festival! Here are some whimsical nighttime animations, just for fun.The song is Nighttime by Petracovich. I know,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/6936339201163619979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=6936339201163619979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/6936339201163619979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/6936339201163619979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/10/night-beloved-at-one-year.html' title='Night, the Beloved at One Year'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2e9y75mHoZ0/SO54V4l-xwI/AAAAAAAAAXk/7CBRsITz83w/s72-c/anniversary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-8309390757348316680</id><published>2008-10-05T15:03:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T17:27:53.795-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autumn Meditation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Autumn Meditation</title><summary type='text'>Apologies for the mid-week lullaby switch. I noticed that the previous lullaby, an audio file from ccmixter.org, had vanished. When I investigated, I got a message that I needed to install some software to even view the ccmixter home page. Too much work for a lullaby (plus, does that mean everyone viewing the blog has to do the same thing?). So we're back to a YouTube video, but it's a very nice </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/8309390757348316680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=8309390757348316680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/8309390757348316680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/8309390757348316680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/10/lullaby-for-grown-ups-ghost.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Autumn Meditation'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-869449034070083060</id><published>2008-10-02T21:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T21:16:39.340-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moon garden'/><title type='text'>Moon Garden</title><summary type='text'>The first time I ever planted white flowers, some small spring bulbs, I was unprepared for the show those little blooms put on every day at twilight. They captured what little light there was and reflected it back with surprising brightness. Only later did I learn about the concept of a moon garden, also called a white garden or moon-viewing garden, where plants with white or pale blossoms are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/869449034070083060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=869449034070083060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/869449034070083060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/869449034070083060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/10/moon-garden.html' title='Moon Garden'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2e9y75mHoZ0/SOVnIOXxGpI/AAAAAAAAAW0/jB7KlupUud8/s72-c/main+moon+garden+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-6978603425457455007</id><published>2008-09-28T15:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T15:35:17.663-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eva Cassidy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Eva Cassidy</title><summary type='text'>The late Eva Cassidy was known for the emotional depth and honesty she brought to her music. Here, she performs the classic Autumn Leaves. I have to say, I've never heard this song sung like this, with such poignancy and tenderness. Ever since I found this video, I can't stop watching it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/6978603425457455007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=6978603425457455007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/6978603425457455007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/6978603425457455007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/09/lullaby-for-grown-ups-eva-cassidy.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Eva Cassidy'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-6755573125626627349</id><published>2008-09-25T20:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T20:27:04.451-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><title type='text'>Twilight Time</title><summary type='text'>© Mark Rasmussen | Dreamstime.comTwilight drops her curtain down, and pins it with a star.~Lucy Maud MontgomeryI was hoping to write a lovely post this evening, all about twilight, that wonderful and mysterious transition from day to night. But I've fallen victim to the first virus of the fall, so I'm going to make this more about the images than the words.I will note, however, that the fall </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/6755573125626627349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=6755573125626627349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/6755573125626627349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/6755573125626627349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/09/twilight-time.html' title='Twilight Time'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2e9y75mHoZ0/SNwzRSfKsBI/AAAAAAAAAWM/MBvw45MQhFc/s72-c/california+twilight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-8463340599105838514</id><published>2008-09-21T15:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T15:30:05.610-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jose Gonzalez'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Jose Gonzalez</title><summary type='text'>Singer-songwriter Jose Gonzalez provides the lullaby this week with his song Hints. His complex guitar work and low-key vocal style have earned him enough of a following that he has postponed pursuing his PhD in biochemistry to focus on his music. Seems like a good decision to me. Enjoy!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/8463340599105838514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=8463340599105838514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/8463340599105838514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/8463340599105838514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/09/lullaby-for-grown-ups-jose-gonzalez.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Jose Gonzalez'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-1074440584305637152</id><published>2008-09-16T18:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T19:13:53.584-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samorost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diversions for insomniacs'/><title type='text'>Diversions for Insomniacs - Samorost</title><summary type='text'>Here's a curious game to help keep things interesting during any late-night, drowsy browsing you might be doing at your computer. Samorost 1 is essentially a puzzle game that gained popularity because of its unusual visuals and interesting music. Once you've mastered this game, try the sequel, Samorost 2. Good luck!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/1074440584305637152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=1074440584305637152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/1074440584305637152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/1074440584305637152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/09/diversions-for-insomniacs-samorost-1.html' title='Diversions for Insomniacs - Samorost'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2e9y75mHoZ0/SNBGHSaEvWI/AAAAAAAAAV8/WtcjrjbcbOo/s72-c/samarost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-5344445366274206997</id><published>2008-09-14T15:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T15:24:43.148-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dead Can Dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Dead Can Dance</title><summary type='text'>The changing seasons and the forces of nature are beautifully captured in this week's lullaby, which features images from the BBC's Planet Earth and the song Yulunga (Spirit Dance) from the group Dead Can Dance, whose distinctive style continues to occupy a unique place in contemporary music.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/5344445366274206997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=5344445366274206997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/5344445366274206997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/5344445366274206997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/09/lullaby-for-grown-ups-dead-can-dance.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Dead Can Dance'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-2638549115613506253</id><published>2008-09-12T21:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T21:22:44.858-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreamscapes'/><title type='text'>Dreamscapes - The Limits of our Dreams</title><summary type='text'>© Leeloomultipass | Dreamstime.comOur exploration of the dreamscape has come to an end, which is not to say that I won't revisit it at some time. After all these posts, it should be pretty obvious that I believe our dreams are a form of communication with our unconscious minds, which are willing to offer up information if we take the time to divine the meaning.I used to regard this information as</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/2638549115613506253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=2638549115613506253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/2638549115613506253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/2638549115613506253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/09/dreamscapes-limits-of-our-dreams.html' title='Dreamscapes - The Limits of our Dreams'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2e9y75mHoZ0/SMsGcMZBa2I/AAAAAAAAAV0/vP74wWToqRg/s72-c/final+image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-1743999456931360653</id><published>2008-09-07T15:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T16:01:26.671-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Los Kjarkas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Los Kjarkas</title><summary type='text'>From time to time, I like to include world music in the lullaby line-up. But I recently realized that I had neglected the entire continent of South America. So here is a wonderful video of Los Kjarkas, a Bolivian band, featuring their song Maria Amanecer. Los Kjarkas has been making music for more than 30 years, toured worldwide, founded two music schools and sold more records than any other band</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/1743999456931360653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=1743999456931360653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/1743999456931360653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/1743999456931360653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/09/lullaby-for-grown-ups-los-kjarkas.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Los Kjarkas'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-6233757694425899096</id><published>2008-09-04T20:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T21:04:27.961-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bridge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreamscapes'/><title type='text'>Dreamscapes - Bridge</title><summary type='text'>© Kris  Vandereycken | Dreamstime.comImage processed in Adobe PhotoshopBuilding bridges, burning bridges, crossing bridges - bridges provide not just a common metaphor for life, but for dreams as well. Bridges can hold positive connotations, such as uniting people and places, but they also have darker aspects, including gephyrophobia, or the fear of traveling over a bridge.In dreams, a bridge </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/6233757694425899096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=6233757694425899096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/6233757694425899096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/6233757694425899096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/09/dreamscapes-bridge.html' title='Dreamscapes - Bridge'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2e9y75mHoZ0/SMB3yEL4QCI/AAAAAAAAAVc/TK56FolnFG0/s72-c/high+bridge+filtered+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-4364860217023280896</id><published>2008-08-31T16:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T16:11:10.920-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madeleine Peyroux'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Madeleine Peyroux</title><summary type='text'>We're in the middle of the last unofficial weekend of summer; it's still warm, but the days are growing noticeably shorter. It's time to say goodbye to the summer of 2008, and what better way than the song Summer Wind, performed here by jazz singer Madeleine Peyroux. The images are paintings by Winslow Homer and Maurice Prendergast; they call to mind summers from a bygone era. Stay cool and enjoy</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/4364860217023280896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=4364860217023280896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/4364860217023280896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/4364860217023280896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/08/lullaby-for-grown-ups-madeleine-peyroux.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Madeleine Peyroux'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-3799696189133654936</id><published>2008-08-27T20:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T20:49:40.827-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fireflies'/><title type='text'>Summer Nights, Flecks of Light</title><summary type='text'>Summer nights are vanishing, even as I type. Before they're completely gone, I wanted to give a nod to fireflies, whose lovely show each year never fails to mesmerize.This year it seemed like we had more fireflies than usual. In the picture above, I was able to capture several of the buggers while they were still in the lawn at twilight, before they started flying around. Here's a much better </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/3799696189133654936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=3799696189133654936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/3799696189133654936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/3799696189133654936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/08/summer-nights-flecks-of-light.html' title='Summer Nights, Flecks of Light'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2e9y75mHoZ0/SLX8Yx4zuqI/AAAAAAAAAU8/Hkt7Pwx-Hwo/s72-c/local+fireflies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-3255154793916497146</id><published>2008-08-24T16:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T16:54:41.544-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ulrich Schnauss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Ulrich Schnauss</title><summary type='text'>This week's lullaby features ambient music from German artist Ulrich Schnauss, paired with the "Cloudscapes" sequence from the film Koyaanisqatsi. The song is Nothing Happens in June. I have to say, I think this is some of the best electronica I've come across - bright and fresh, yet smooth and mellow, and fitting the images perfectly.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/3255154793916497146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=3255154793916497146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/3255154793916497146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/3255154793916497146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/08/lullaby-for-grown-ups-ulrich-schnauss.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Ulrich Schnauss'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-4526238275625070515</id><published>2008-08-21T16:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T17:08:21.794-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diversions for insomniacs'/><title type='text'>Diversions for Insomniacs</title><summary type='text'>A sleepless night seems like the perfect time to survey the wonders of the internet, particularly the flotsam and jetsam that drifts by as we surf the web.So here are some utterly pointless websites, presented for your amusement:- Feeling sleepy? You couldn't ask for anything more.- Kirby dances for you! Kirby just needs some music to go with the dancing.- Golems of Light are on the move. Thanks </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/4526238275625070515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=4526238275625070515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/4526238275625070515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/4526238275625070515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/08/diversions-for-insomniacs.html' title='Diversions for Insomniacs'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2e9y75mHoZ0/SK3fnF2KK7I/AAAAAAAAAUk/dgp5OXatKYg/s72-c/pink+kirby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-4231832677485101040</id><published>2008-08-17T15:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T15:24:17.821-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zero 7'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Zero 7</title><summary type='text'>Time for some cool music for a hot summer's night. The song is Destiny, by Zero 7, featuring Sia Furler and Sophie Baker on vocals. So smooth, so gorgeous - it's music that washes over you, leaving you relaxed and refreshed.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/4231832677485101040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=4231832677485101040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/4231832677485101040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/4231832677485101040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/08/lullaby-for-grown-ups-zero-7.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Zero 7'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-8983866605995369922</id><published>2008-08-14T19:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T19:51:30.817-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreamscapes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucid dreaming'/><title type='text'>Dreamscapes - Lucid Dreaming</title><summary type='text'> © Leeloomultipass Dreamstime.comAs a child, I had a series of dreams in which I worked in a shop. I can't remember now what was being sold, but whatever the merchandise was, it was displayed in glass cases. My job was to keep the cases clean.The boss, unfortunately, was a mean man. I didn't want to work in the shop anymore. Then a solution presented itself. There was a lantern, and if I held it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/8983866605995369922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=8983866605995369922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/8983866605995369922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/8983866605995369922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/08/dreamscapes-lucid-dreaming.html' title='Dreamscapes - Lucid Dreaming'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2e9y75mHoZ0/SKTC5vZjybI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Us_z7eLOB-k/s72-c/lucid+dream+image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-1732890271952465712</id><published>2008-08-10T19:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T19:46:56.893-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fractals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Moving Fractals</title><summary type='text'>After that trip to Winkie's Diner last week, I managed to find what I think is an especially mellow, relaxing lullaby. Videographer David B. Davis created this lovely film, Moving Fractals, and also composed the music. Fractals are geometric shapes with parts that are similar to the whole. They make for beautiful art - in this case, wispy, ethereal colors that dance against the darkness.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/1732890271952465712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=1732890271952465712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/1732890271952465712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/1732890271952465712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/08/lullaby-for-grown-ups-moving-fractals.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Moving Fractals'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-6248941186387582156</id><published>2008-08-07T21:27:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T10:17:53.231-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreamscapes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mulholland Drive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winkie&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Dreamscapes Bonus Post - Mulholland Drive</title><summary type='text'>Well, I couldn't go completely reductionist on you when it comes to nightmares. So here's a scene from David Lynch's extraordinary film, Mulholland Drive. A man tells his friend about a nightmare he had, and suddenly he's in the dream, living it out. If you haven't seen this film, let me tell you, this is scary. Seriously. Proceed at your own risk. Because it's so scary. Maybe watch it during the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/6248941186387582156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=6248941186387582156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/6248941186387582156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/6248941186387582156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/08/dreamscapes-bonus-post-mulholland-drive.html' title='Dreamscapes Bonus Post - Mulholland Drive'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-3798355864894979796</id><published>2008-08-07T21:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T21:26:34.338-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nightmares'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreamscapes'/><title type='text'>Dreamscapes - Nightmares</title><summary type='text'>Nightmares, the darkest manifestations that our psyches have to offer, seem to provide a kind of perfect storm for the experience of fear, even terror. Common themes include being chased or attacked, drowning and falling. Some nightmares tend toward the apocalyptic, featuring natural disasters, warfare or fire. They have been fodder for literature, paintings and film.One in two adults suffers </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/3798355864894979796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=3798355864894979796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/3798355864894979796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/3798355864894979796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/08/dreamscapes-nightmares.html' title='Dreamscapes - Nightmares'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2e9y75mHoZ0/SJuMELUETKI/AAAAAAAAAUM/iBEH6lXvae0/s72-c/nine+of+swords.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-491814122296288133</id><published>2008-08-03T16:28:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T10:28:05.054-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Satie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Satie</title><summary type='text'>This week's lullaby is an interpretation by classical guitarist John Williams of Erik Satie's Gnossienne No. 1, set to water images. The music seems to have the quality of a tune drifting by on the warm air of a summer's evening, the source of which is not immediately evident. To follow it is to enter into mystery, and possibly adventure, in and among the side streets of Paris.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/491814122296288133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=491814122296288133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/491814122296288133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/491814122296288133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/08/lullaby-for-grown-ups-satie.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Satie'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-510372193337373280</id><published>2008-07-30T19:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T20:12:31.509-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreamscapes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dream animals'/><title type='text'>Dreamscapes - Animals</title><summary type='text'>Three Wolves, © D. Loren ChamplinIt's not surprising that many people dream of animals. Humans have co-existed with animals for millenia, as both predator and prey, so it's only natural that they would make their way into the human dreamscape.When an animal appears in a dream, its meaning depends on the dreamer and its association with that particular animal.  Pet owners often dream of their pets</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/510372193337373280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=510372193337373280' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/510372193337373280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/510372193337373280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/07/dreamscapes-animals.html' title='Dreamscapes - Animals'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2e9y75mHoZ0/SJDtRlTzIDI/AAAAAAAAATk/Yx7t_MkGF6A/s72-c/three+wolves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-7572987131506504789</id><published>2008-07-27T16:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T16:35:25.559-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christina Lux'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Christina Lux</title><summary type='text'>German singer/songwriter Christina Lux provides this week's lullaby with her song, Coming Home at Last. I really like this song for its intimacy, honesty and sense of a difficult road traveled, followed by a time of rest.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/7572987131506504789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=7572987131506504789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/7572987131506504789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/7572987131506504789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/07/lullaby-for-grown-ups-christina-lux.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Christina Lux'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-4816141323298764069</id><published>2008-07-23T19:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T20:03:47.503-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Galaxy Zoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diversions for insomniacs'/><title type='text'>Diversions for Insomniacs #9</title><summary type='text'>Credit: Hubble Heritage Team/ESA/NASAStill sleepless? Why not make use of that time? You could even contribute to science. The folks over at Galaxy Zoo need your help. They use thousands of volunteers to categorize galaxies so astronomers can better understand the cosmos.Their web site explains:  "The Sloan Digital Sky Survey (SDSS) is taking images of a large portion of the sky and will </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/4816141323298764069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=4816141323298764069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/4816141323298764069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/4816141323298764069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/07/diversions-for-insomniacs-9.html' title='Diversions for Insomniacs #9'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2e9y75mHoZ0/SIeqh56xu8I/AAAAAAAAATc/qKP_7nEH4zE/s72-c/galaxy+zoo+galaxy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-2861481971945828710</id><published>2008-07-20T15:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T16:09:26.398-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Dead Texan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - The Dead Texan</title><summary type='text'>Here's an engaging video creation from The Dead Texan, an artistic duo that features musician Adam Wiltzie and video artist Christina Vantzos. Curious images interplay with soothing ambient tones. The song is Aegina Airlines.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/2861481971945828710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=2861481971945828710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/2861481971945828710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/2861481971945828710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/07/lullaby-for-grown-ups-dead-texan.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - The Dead Texan'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-7650243801732624001</id><published>2008-07-17T20:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T20:16:01.960-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreamscapes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Dreamscapes - House</title><summary type='text'>Van Gogh, The Parsonage at Nuenen by MoonlightWhen I first started recording my dreams, the first pattern that emerged was the setting of a house. I found myself in a friend's house or a stranger's house, a childhood home or a boarding house, dormitory, condo or hotel. The action varied - there were people I knew or didn't know, various activities and conflicts. But the theme was undeniable. The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/7650243801732624001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=7650243801732624001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/7650243801732624001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/7650243801732624001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/07/dreamscapes-house.html' title='Dreamscapes - House'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2e9y75mHoZ0/SH-5lnNBpYI/AAAAAAAAATU/vOo-B-LoFrI/s72-c/van+gogh+parsonage+at+nuenen+by+moonlight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-5735417031181709752</id><published>2008-07-13T17:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T18:08:35.508-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Native American flute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam Clemann'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Sam Clemann</title><summary type='text'>This week's lullaby is an improvisation on the Navajo native flute by Sam Clemann, accompanied by images of the Grand Canyon. He writes, "I was inspired by the story of Kokopelli leading his people, the Hopi tribe, through the Grand Canyon. It is said that the sound of his flute could be heard reverberating in all the canyons." This is a lovely, meditative piece.  I especially like it for its </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/5735417031181709752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=5735417031181709752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/5735417031181709752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/5735417031181709752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/07/lullaby-for-grown-ups-sam-clemann.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Sam Clemann'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-7131515166059309148</id><published>2008-07-10T18:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T19:05:09.731-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Night lightning'/><title type='text'>Fire in the Sky</title><summary type='text'>© Rui Vale De Sousa | Dreamstime.comTime has gotten away from me this week, so I'll pick up the dream posts again next week. In the meantime, I thought I'd consider an awe-inspiring natural display that can also sometimes disturb sleep.Last night strong thunderstorms moved through the area. Summer is a great time to see some spectacular lightning. I have to say, though, I could have done without </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/7131515166059309148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=7131515166059309148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/7131515166059309148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/7131515166059309148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/07/fire-in-sky.html' title='Fire in the Sky'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2e9y75mHoZ0/SHaZiEZoNpI/AAAAAAAAATM/HltKEKajFVg/s72-c/lightning+over+water.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-8621994910516387574</id><published>2008-07-06T14:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T14:46:19.797-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elliott Smith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Elliott Smith</title><summary type='text'>The extraordinary music of the late Elliott Smith has the ability to move listeners on a profound level. Dark themes are somehow transmuted into comfort and acceptance. The song is Independence Day, and the images are of Smith. His tragic death at the age of 34 is still felt by his many fans.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/8621994910516387574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=8621994910516387574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/8621994910516387574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/8621994910516387574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/07/lullaby-for-grown-ups-elliott-smith.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Elliott Smith'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-3642065219781266632</id><published>2008-07-03T21:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T21:51:17.705-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreamscapes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Water'/><title type='text'>Dreamscapes - Water</title><summary type='text'>If there is magic on the planet, it is contained in the water.~ Loren EisleyMost people who remember their dreams, even if only occasionally, will have a memory of a water dream. The symbolic power of water, that essential element, is immense. It flows into our dreams to reveal the symbiosis between our conscious minds and our emotions, or even the contents of the unconscious mind, the unexplored</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/3642065219781266632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=3642065219781266632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/3642065219781266632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/3642065219781266632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/07/dreamscapes-water.html' title='Dreamscapes - Water'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2e9y75mHoZ0/SG1dfRoHmiI/AAAAAAAAASk/urCyq25Lam4/s72-c/ocean+waves+use.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-6730544664586426355</id><published>2008-06-29T17:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T17:46:52.314-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kings of convenience'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Kings of Convenience</title><summary type='text'>It's been quite a while since this blog was graced by a performance from the Kings of Convenience. So here's a wonderful rendition of their song, Winning a Battle, Losing the War. I love their quiet, thoughtful music. Don't be surprised if they turn up again at some point in the future.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/6730544664586426355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=6730544664586426355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/6730544664586426355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/6730544664586426355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/06/lullaby-for-grown-ups-kings-of.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Kings of Convenience'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-1864641213478415470</id><published>2008-06-25T17:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T18:27:33.560-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Magic Pen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diversions for insomniacs'/><title type='text'>Diversions for Insomniacs #8</title><summary type='text'>Maybe you've seen the YouTube video of the game, Crayon Physics. And maybe you wished you could play it, but they only have the prototype game available right now, which doesn't have the same level of functionality as the game in the video.Fortunately, there's Magic Pen, a fun, interesting and frustrating game based on Crayon Physics. The object is to move the red ball so that it rolls over the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/1864641213478415470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=1864641213478415470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/1864641213478415470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/1864641213478415470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/06/diversions-for-insomniacs-8.html' title='Diversions for Insomniacs #8'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2e9y75mHoZ0/SGLJpyw_k7I/AAAAAAAAASU/cQyf__rNlmw/s72-c/magic+pen.com.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-1752161707289621318</id><published>2008-06-22T17:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T17:23:15.833-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martin Fabricius'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Martin Fabricius</title><summary type='text'>This week's lullaby is a vibraphone solo from Danish musician Martin Fabricius. The song is So You Say. He takes a complex arrangement and makes it look easy. I really like this for its sparkling, energetic sound.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/1752161707289621318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=1752161707289621318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/1752161707289621318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/1752161707289621318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/06/lullaby-for-grown-ups-martin-fabricius.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Martin Fabricius'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-1330345454593539548</id><published>2008-06-17T16:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T16:43:10.149-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreamscapes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Midnight Sun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer Solstice'/><title type='text'>Dreamscapes - The Midnight Sun</title><summary type='text'>David Scott, Puck Fleeing from the Dawn, 1837 (National Galleries of Scotland, Edinburgh)This week marks the summer solstice, the shortest night of the year in the northern hemisphere. Given that I live in a northern latitude and blog about the night, it's probably pretty obvious that I've never been a big fan of these long days, when the light lingers as late as 10 o'clock in clear weather. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/1330345454593539548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=1330345454593539548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/1330345454593539548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/1330345454593539548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/06/dreamscapes-midnight-sun.html' title='Dreamscapes - The Midnight Sun'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2e9y75mHoZ0/SFgRtccUwnI/AAAAAAAAASM/rdxJOz5Y-xQ/s72-c/puck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-2154908771639139965</id><published>2008-06-15T15:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T16:41:09.981-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diatonis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Diatonis</title><summary type='text'>In keeping with the topic of dreams, here is a beautifully ethereal video by Diatonis of their song, Aurora. It combines electronica of surprising depth with hypnotic imagery of primal elements - air and water, sky and sea. I hope you enjoy its fluid beauty.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/2154908771639139965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=2154908771639139965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/2154908771639139965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/2154908771639139965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/06/lullaby-for-grown-ups-diatonis.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Diatonis'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-997926981772823314</id><published>2008-06-12T22:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T22:26:01.135-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreamscapes'/><title type='text'>Dreamscapes - An Introduction</title><summary type='text'> © Mel Gama | Dreamstime.comWho looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes.~ Carl JungThe Epic of Gilgamesh, possibly the oldest written story in existence, tells the tale of the warrior-king Gilgamesh and his exploits. Believed to be as much as 4,000 years old, the epic includes several of Gilgamesh's dreams, which are interpreted first by his mother and then by his friend, Enkidu, who tell</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/997926981772823314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=997926981772823314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/997926981772823314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/997926981772823314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/06/dreamscape-introduction.html' title='Dreamscapes - An Introduction'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2e9y75mHoZ0/SFG3GAGA0rI/AAAAAAAAASE/-oHQ-18wx4w/s72-c/dreamspack+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-7406416089940652173</id><published>2008-06-08T15:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T15:59:43.649-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carly Simon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Carly Simon</title><summary type='text'>Let's go down to the gazebo for a visit with the wonderfully talented Carly Simon. Here, she celebrates a lovely summer night with Quiet Evening. I like the bossa nova feel of this song, smooth and mellow. It's a nice reminder to take a little time for ourselves now and then.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/7406416089940652173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=7406416089940652173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/7406416089940652173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/7406416089940652173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/06/lullaby-for-grown-ups-carly-simon.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Carly Simon'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-5365139757797490820</id><published>2008-06-04T20:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T21:49:21.118-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dark Matter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deep Space Inhabitants'/><title type='text'>Deep Space Inhabitants - Dark Matter</title><summary type='text'>Credit: NASA/ESA/M.J. Jee and H. Ford (Johns Hopkins University)Much like black holes, dark matter suffers from a lack of visibility. It may make up almost all of the mass in the universe, but it doesn't emit or reflect light or other forms of radiation. So what is the evidence of its existence? Astronomers infer its presence from gravitational effects on visible matter. In the Hubble Space </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/5365139757797490820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=5365139757797490820' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/5365139757797490820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/5365139757797490820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/06/deep-space-inhabitants-dark-matter.html' title='Deep Space Inhabitants - Dark Matter'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2e9y75mHoZ0/SEc5IO_pH7I/AAAAAAAAAR0/lTI2moEBk_w/s72-c/blue+dark+matter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-8790783361905676598</id><published>2008-06-01T16:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T16:45:51.430-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Durufle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Durufle</title><summary type='text'>It's the time of year for spring concerts offered by choral groups. This is a lovely video of a mixed chamber choir performing Durufle's arrangement of the medieval hymn, Ubi Caritas. No identifying information of the choir was provided by the video poster, so we will have to enjoy their work even as they remain anonymous.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/8790783361905676598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=8790783361905676598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/8790783361905676598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/8790783361905676598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/06/lullaby-for-grown-ups-durufle.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Durufle'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-2124109383412012721</id><published>2008-05-28T19:30:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T13:07:50.619-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deep Space Inhabitants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black Holes'/><title type='text'>Deep Space Inhabitants - Black Holes Revisited</title><summary type='text'>The Daily Show With Jon StewartMon - Thurs 11p / 10cNeil deGrasse Tyson Pt. 2www.thedailyshow.comDaily Show Full EpisodesPolitical HumorHealth Care CrisisA couple of weeks ago when I wrote about black holes, I neglected to mention what happens when things get sucked into a black hole. So here's author Neil deGrasse Tyson explaining that process to Jon Stewart in an interview from 2007. Tip of the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/2124109383412012721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=2124109383412012721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/2124109383412012721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/2124109383412012721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/05/deep-space-inhabitants-black-hole.html' title='Deep Space Inhabitants - Black Holes Revisited'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-7097266123999232333</id><published>2008-05-25T16:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T17:23:24.515-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Staffan Svahn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Staffan Svahn</title><summary type='text'>YouTube comes through again with another gifted acoustic guitarist. Staffan Svahn has posted more than two dozen videos of his original compositions. This song is Mockingbird and Traffic, a reference to the two biggest contributors to background noise when he's trying to record his videos. That's pretty cool, turning frustration into such a great song. I've got to learn that trick.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/7097266123999232333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=7097266123999232333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/7097266123999232333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/7097266123999232333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/05/lullaby-for-grown-ups-staffan-svahn.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Staffan Svahn'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-3104525286999585328</id><published>2008-05-22T18:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T18:55:10.655-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ask a Philosopher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diversions for insomniacs'/><title type='text'>Diversions for Insomniacs #7</title><summary type='text'>Rodin's The ThinkerSometimes insomnia is driven by a steady stream of thoughts that can be hard to shut off. These thoughts can be mundane, a reflection of everyday anxieties, but from time to time they take on a more existential flavor - "Why am I here?" "What is the purpose of existence?"Wouldn't it be nice if you could get an answer to these tough questions from a trained philosopher? Well, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/3104525286999585328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=3104525286999585328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/3104525286999585328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/3104525286999585328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/05/diversions-for-insomniacs-7.html' title='Diversions for Insomniacs #7'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2e9y75mHoZ0/SDYE6O_pH5I/AAAAAAAAARk/xVe3-FbEpGc/s72-c/blue+thinker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-7430296476257995196</id><published>2008-05-18T19:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T20:49:55.001-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Israel Kamakawiwo Ole'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Israel Kamakawiwo Ole</title><summary type='text'>Perhaps you're one of the 7.4 million people who have viewed this video of Israel Kamakawiwo Ole's version of Somewhere Over the Rainbow/What a Wonderful World. If so, here's your chance to enjoy it again. If not, here's your opportunity to view a classic, with its wonderfully jumbled up lyrics and Ole's sweet, soulful voice. It's a simple, lovely video that has touched so many.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/7430296476257995196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=7430296476257995196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/7430296476257995196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/7430296476257995196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/05/lullaby-for-grown-ups-israel-kamakawiwo.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Israel Kamakawiwo Ole'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-3117839237573637557</id><published>2008-05-16T20:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T22:07:27.593-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deep Space Inhabitants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black Holes'/><title type='text'>Deep Space Inhabitants - Black Holes</title><summary type='text'>Credit: X-Ray: NASA/CXC/D.Hudson, T.Reiprich et al. (AIfA); Radio: NRAO/VLA/NRLThe true magnitude of the weirdness of deep space becomes clear when you start to think about things like black holes. Most garden-variety black holes are remnants of supernova explosions that collapse in on themselves. They reach a point of zero volume and infinite density, from which no light can escape.So how can </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/3117839237573637557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=3117839237573637557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/3117839237573637557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/3117839237573637557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/05/deep-space-inhabitants-black-holes.html' title='Deep Space Inhabitants - Black Holes'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2e9y75mHoZ0/SC4lNQFNOWI/AAAAAAAAARU/cIjweJQuiZ0/s72-c/coolest+image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-6766556412506523635</id><published>2008-05-11T14:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T15:50:00.172-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curtis Mayfield'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Curtis Mayfield</title><summary type='text'>This week's lullaby is a wonderful performance of the classic R&amp;B song People Get Ready, performed by Curtis Mayfield, the song's composer. This is a clip from the TV show Night Music, which aired in the late 1980s. I mention this to explain the credits that start running toward the end of the clip. That's Taylor Dane singing backup and David Sanborn on the sax. I hope you enjoy this poignant, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/6766556412506523635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=6766556412506523635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/6766556412506523635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/6766556412506523635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/05/lullaby-for-grown-ups-curtis-mayfield.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Curtis Mayfield'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-4345650520081621168</id><published>2008-05-09T20:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T21:29:33.754-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nebulae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deep Space Inhabitants'/><title type='text'>Deep Space Inhabitants - Nebulae</title><summary type='text'>Credit: NASA/ESA/HEIC/The Hubble Heritage Team (STScI/AURA)Acknowledgment: R. Corradi (Isaac Newton Group of Telescopes, Spain), Z. Tsvetanov (NASA)Deep space nebulae - the eye candy of astronomy. These clouds of space dust, plasma and hydrogen are some of the most beautiful objects in deep space. The image above is of the Cat's Eye nebula, which is actually a dying star. If you've noticed a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/4345650520081621168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=4345650520081621168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/4345650520081621168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/4345650520081621168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/05/deep-space-inhabitants-nebulae.html' title='Deep Space Inhabitants - Nebulae'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2e9y75mHoZ0/SCTXUIg6HGI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/B1q0izg4Gyk/s72-c/cat%27s+eye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-2653911225665569095</id><published>2008-05-04T16:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T17:13:42.262-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pavel Tukki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Pavel Tukki</title><summary type='text'>The calming experience of being near water, whether it's a river, lake, or even a pond, is beautifully captured in this video. The music is by Russian artist Pavel Tukki, whose work has been described as "uniquely intimate, vibrant and atmospheric." The song is Ambio #2 (reflections).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/2653911225665569095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=2653911225665569095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/2653911225665569095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/2653911225665569095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/05/lullaby-for-grown-ups-pavel-tukki.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Pavel Tukki'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-7296631724865675626</id><published>2008-05-01T19:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T20:25:10.716-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deep Space Inhabitants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='galaxies'/><title type='text'>Deep Space Inhabitants - Galaxies</title><summary type='text'> Credit: NASA/Hubble Heritage Team (STScI/AURA)Heaven's net casts wide.Though its meshes are coarse, nothing slips through. - Lao TzuWhile the various spacecraft have been flying through the solar system to bring us images of the planets, the Hubble Space Telescope has been quietly orbiting the Earth for 18 years, capturing extraordinary pictures of deep space, including gorgeous images of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/7296631724865675626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=7296631724865675626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/7296631724865675626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/7296631724865675626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/05/deep-space-inhabitants-galaxies.html' title='Deep Space Inhabitants - Galaxies'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2e9y75mHoZ0/SBpPfhpLmBI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Okz5eQ90AHM/s72-c/sombrero+galaxy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-1542854833562251590</id><published>2008-04-29T20:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T16:38:34.350-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homer Simpson'/><title type='text'>Random Post - Sleepy Homer</title><summary type='text'>Yes, it's Homer Simpson. I've been looking for this Simpsons clip for a while. Here's the setup - Homer is working two jobs and exhausted. While driving home, he has a wonderful, sleepytime dream. Enjoy this silliness, and please don't drive when you're too tired. Stop for some coffee, at least.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/1542854833562251590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=1542854833562251590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/1542854833562251590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/1542854833562251590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/04/random-post-sleepy-homer.html' title='Random Post - Sleepy Homer'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-6251873462658677118</id><published>2008-04-27T17:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T20:35:28.939-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Cardigans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - The Cardigans</title><summary type='text'>I woke up with this song in my head this morning, so I figured I would make it this week's lullaby. It's No Sleep by the Cardigans, a lovely and poignant tribute to the night. The visual is the album cover, I think; normally, I'd try to find a video with more interesting images, but the song is so wonderful, I'm willing to make an exception in this case.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/feeds/6251873462658677118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8934825547707079589&amp;postID=6251873462658677118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/6251873462658677118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/6251873462658677118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/04/lullaby-for-grown-ups-cardigans.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - The Cardigans'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-1561148059640572115</id><published>2008-04-24T20:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T20:11:19.675-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insomnia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diversions for insomniacs'/><title type='text'>Diversions for Insomniacs #6</title><summary type='text'>There's nothing like messing with your brain to make the sleepless fog of insomnia even stranger. Here are two diversions that can do just that.The first is the puzzle of the  dancing lady. Which direction is she turning in? Most people see her going counterclockwise. Initially, I saw her going only clockwise; now, I can get her to change direction pretty much at will. I always thought of myself </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/1561148059640572115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/1561148059640572115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/04/diversions-for-insomniacs-6.html' title='Diversions for Insomniacs #6'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2e9y75mHoZ0/SBEckhpLmAI/AAAAAAAAAPs/SdvO_ZZvt18/s72-c/right+left+brain+dancer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-107116115834393212</id><published>2008-04-20T16:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T16:28:12.209-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Air'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Air</title><summary type='text'>The weather is finally turning, so for this week's lullaby I thought I'd post something a little more upbeat. This is La Femme D'Argent from the ambient pop French duo Air. Accompanying the music are some beautiful images from the Hubble space telescope. This is a fun song - mellow, but with a nice groove. Enjoy!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/107116115834393212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/107116115834393212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/04/lullaby-for-grown-ups-air.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Air'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-6418518151261170517</id><published>2008-04-18T16:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T16:42:12.509-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='star counts'/><title type='text'>Counting the Stars</title><summary type='text'>Credit: European Space Agency/NASA; Acknowledgment: E. Olszewski (Univ. of Arizona)For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream.  - Vincent van GoghIn our consideration of the night sky so far, we've looked at the moon and the planets, as well as the aurora borealis. But the night sky is nothing without the stars, those tiny jewels of light hung on the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/6418518151261170517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/6418518151261170517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/04/counting-stars.html' title='Counting the Stars'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2e9y75mHoZ0/SAf0ryvr2hI/AAAAAAAAAPk/AKYgNup-4h8/s72-c/hubble+stars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-5127307080033606796</id><published>2008-04-13T17:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T17:32:15.314-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shakuhachi music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Shakuhachi Music</title><summary type='text'>A few days ago I looked out the window and saw two sandhill cranes making their way through the alfalfa field across the street. Migrating birds are returning to Wisconsin - it's nice to hear bird song again after a hard winter.To honor our avian friends, the lullaby tonight features lovely images of birds set to a melody played on a shakuhachi, or Zen flute. I find this music calming and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/5127307080033606796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/5127307080033606796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/04/lullaby-for-grown-ups-shakuhachi-music.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Shakuhachi Music'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-4998871558500843277</id><published>2008-04-10T20:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T20:58:17.056-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Light sculpture'/><title type='text'>In the Darkness, Beautiful Lights</title><summary type='text'>I was in Target the other day to get some potting soil, so I went back to the patio/garden area and spotted some very pretty light strings. They made me think of summer entertaining, and how fun and relaxing it is, if you can keep the mosquitoes at bay. Then I thought about the home decorating tradition of lighting the patio for outdoor parties. Some people use chinese lanterns or tiki torches, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/4998871558500843277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/4998871558500843277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/04/in-darkness-beautiful-lights.html' title='In the Darkness, Beautiful Lights'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2e9y75mHoZ0/R_7EeUIiJkI/AAAAAAAAAPc/9vO-ju14zLQ/s72-c/target+light+string+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-5598475035280146157</id><published>2008-04-06T18:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T18:28:31.285-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Norah Jones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Norah Jones</title><summary type='text'>Tonight we have the smooth, silky voice of Norah Jones to relax to. This is the video to her song Rosie's Lullaby, with the moon and the waves telling Rosie to "close your eyes and dream..." </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/5598475035280146157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/5598475035280146157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/04/lullaby-for-grown-ups-norah-jones.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Norah Jones'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-4903670515135355583</id><published>2008-04-03T19:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T19:51:25.215-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phenology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frog chorus'/><title type='text'>The Sound of Springtime Evenings</title><summary type='text'> © Pancaketom | Dreamstime.comFor my wall calendar this year, I bought the 2008 Phenology Calendar, which is specific to Wisconsin and produced by state and university experts. Phenology is concerned with tracking plant and animal cycles, such as when wild plants bloom and when birds and animals arrive in the spring or emerge from hibernation.According to the calendar, in the month of April, I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/4903670515135355583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/4903670515135355583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/04/sound-of-springtime-evenings.html' title='The Sound of Springtime Evenings'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2e9y75mHoZ0/R_V1GqyyJZI/AAAAAAAAAOE/2t9xzhlNaWc/s72-c/dreamstime+frog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-7871138140447833909</id><published>2008-03-30T17:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T17:29:46.389-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manyfingers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Manyfingers</title><summary type='text'>Here's a delightful little film featuring the song Interlude by Manyfingers. The visuals are by Joost Van Veen. The song has a vibraphone feel, but is actually electronica with a nice melodic sense. I like some of the visual effects too, especially when it looks like the emulsion of the "film" seems to be dissolving. Cool!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/7871138140447833909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/7871138140447833909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/03/lullaby-for-grown-ups-manyfingers.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Manyfingers'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-4659805092674577137</id><published>2008-03-27T20:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T20:32:23.787-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diversions for insomniacs'/><title type='text'>Diversions for Insomniacs #5</title><summary type='text'>If you suspect that your insomnia stems from unharnessed creative energy, then this is just the diversion for you. Here are three different online drawing programs to help release your inner artist:1.  ArtPad Digital Canvas2.  Your Studio3.  Jackson PollockThese are all fun and easy to use. I did the night sky image above using Your Studio. It should be apparent that I'm no artist (there are some</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/4659805092674577137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/4659805092674577137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/03/diversions-for-insomniacs-5.html' title='Diversions for Insomniacs #5'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2e9y75mHoZ0/R-xFsKyyJYI/AAAAAAAAAN8/o8WN43Mq1Ds/s72-c/your+studio+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-3401857167337417592</id><published>2008-03-23T18:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T18:51:42.061-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeff Wahl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Jeff Wahl</title><summary type='text'>Acoustic guitar can produce such a mellow, beautiful sound. The lullaby this week is an original song, appropriately titled Lullaby, written and performed by Jeff Wahl. I hope you enjoy this lovely, meditative performance.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/3401857167337417592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/3401857167337417592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/03/lullaby-for-grown-ups-jeff-wahl.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Jeff Wahl'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-5849549080885332570</id><published>2008-03-21T21:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T21:25:36.595-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pluto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='planets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Earth'/><title type='text'>The Night Sky's Wanderers - Pluto, then Home</title><summary type='text'>Well, I wish I had some lovely images of Pluto for you. But Pluto is so distant, even the Hubble space telescope has a hard time getting a clear image. Below is the highest-resolution picture of Pluto we have.Credit: Eliot Young (SwRI) et al./NASANo, Pluto's not pixelated, but the brown coloring is true color. I did find clearer images, but as far as I could tell, they were artists' renderings. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/5849549080885332570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/5849549080885332570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/03/night-skys-wanderers-pluto-then-home.html' title='The Night Sky&apos;s Wanderers - Pluto, then Home'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2e9y75mHoZ0/R-RZg6yyJXI/AAAAAAAAAN0/VdNwkPD4oWQ/s72-c/pluto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-7525744378841404125</id><published>2008-03-16T16:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T16:30:53.970-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Galya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Galya</title><summary type='text'>We're coming up on the spring equinox in the northern hemisphere, when day and night are the same length. The first day of spring will be Thursday, and the lullaby this week features beautiful images of flowers, the promise of things to come. The song is If Only, by French artist Galya Clavier.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/7525744378841404125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/7525744378841404125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/03/lullaby-for-grown-ups-galya.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Galya'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-7944574182903591980</id><published>2008-03-13T18:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T18:43:20.619-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='planets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neptune'/><title type='text'>The Night Sky's Wanderers - Neptune</title><summary type='text'>Credit: Voyager 2/NASABeautiful blue Neptune is, it seems, a shy planet, being very far out in the solar system. Discovered in 1846, its existence was deduced from mathematical prediction, not from being directly observed. Irregularities in the orbit of Uranus led astronomers to think that another planet must be gravitationally affecting Uranus. Their prediction turned out to be correct.Credit: </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/7944574182903591980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/7944574182903591980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/03/night-skys-wanderers-neptune.html' title='The Night Sky&apos;s Wanderers - Neptune'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2e9y75mHoZ0/R9mkpRabgAI/AAAAAAAAANM/jkKBENshBr8/s72-c/new+main.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8934825547707079589.post-2627157607614880692</id><published>2008-03-09T17:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T17:09:56.067-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mark Harmer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celtic harp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby for grown-ups'/><title type='text'>Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Celtic Harp</title><summary type='text'>This week we have a lovely song, played beautifully on the celtic harp - Carolan's Dream, arranged and performed by Mark Harmer. In his comments on the video, he writes, "Tradition has it that the harp was played last thing at night, before people went to bed." I knew there was a reason I went looking for harp music. Enjoy!  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/2627157607614880692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8934825547707079589/posts/default/2627157607614880692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightthebeloved.blogspot.com/2008/03/lullaby-for-grown-ups-celtic-harp.html' title='Lullaby for Grown-Ups - Celtic Harp'/><author><name>Night, the Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07401474239383074386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
