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Composer born on July 3. Leoš Janáček


From Wikipedia

Leoš Janáček (Czech pronunciation: [ˈlɛoʃ ˈjanaːtʃɛk] ( listen)) (baptised Leo Eugen Janáček) (July 3, 1854 – August 12, 1928), was a Czech composer, musical theorist, folklorist, publicist and teacher. He was inspired by Moravian and all Slavic folk music to create an original, modern musical style.[

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Scrumptious viola part.  A little like a wild Dvorak in places.  Nice photos too.

Synonym


A synonym is a word you use when you can’t spell the other one. ~Baltasar Gracián

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Space Photo for July 3. Come fly with me in Lockheed Martin’s Supersonic Green Machine


Lockheed Martin’s Supersonic Green Machine

Oh baby come fly with me

Faster than sound we’ll be

Without sonic booms, you’ll see

Just have to wait ‘til 2033.

Wait? That’s 23 years! I might still be here. On the other hand I might be able to fly on my on by then. Or at least throw a few flames.

Article from NASA’s Multimedia Images. Supersonic Green Machine

This future aircraft design concept for supersonic flight over land comes from the team led by the Lockheed Martin Corporation.

The team’s simulation shows possibility for achieving overland flight by dramatically lowering the level of sonic booms through the use of an “inverted-V” engine-under wing configuration. Other revolutionary technologies help achieve range, payload and environmental goals.

This concept is one of two designs presented in April 2010 to the NASA Aeronautics Research Mission Directorate for its NASA Research Announcement-funded studies into advanced supersonic cruise aircraft that could enter service in the 2030-2035 timeframe.

Image credit: NASA/Lockheed Martin Corporation


WORD SOUP (via The only Cin)


What a wonderful exercise in descriptive words. This lady is a poet to make the rest of us bow our heads in humility. GO see her blog and read.

Cruel empty cauldron; crying to be filled, stifles gleeful chuckles as it feels the crickle-crackle fall of crisp leaves landing on its face. The greedy yawn of yearning waits hungrily for more, tasting chervil scented tarragon and the tender promises of cress and lemon grass. Thirsty now for moisture; a drink of pulpy, plump tomatoes, tamarind, cassia and sassafras… and why not add some dill? Still, the there’s something lacking, the thing has g … Read More

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