How it still works after 44 years

Today Dave and I have been sorting photos that have been sitting around waiting for me to scan so that I can share them with family and friends and people who no longer remember who we are.  It was such a delight, and also one that will probably take us days to finish.

I remember when Dave's screensaver used to be an ongoing slideshow of photos which, when they were from my camera,  would be incredibly darling pictures of our grandchildren and when they were his were well-planned catches of beautiful mountains, streams, lakes, forests and copper-roofed houses.

This actually is the base on which we've built our 44-year love affair.

E M O T I O N? ME?

Today I have had two amazing and moving experiences.  They are not connected in any way, except that they both made me cry with joy and wonder.

One was this: https://www.facebook.com/YFMShareYourSound/videos/301735373628655/?sk=h_ch

I have been a fan of Heart for many, many years but that performance has got to be the most moving for me, and I don't even know why.  Led Zeppelin?  Not really.  "Stairway to Heaven"?  More so, but I always thought I'd heard it too often.  Men in tears?  Probably.

Anyway, this truly moves me every time I watch it, and the watching is usually followed by searching out the playlist that has the most Heart in it.

The other was the CBC production of "Anne of Green Gables".  My brother Sean has mentioned it several times, usually to talk about the value of its lighting.  "Anne" is something else I've felt I know well, having read it many times to myself and others and seeing an earlier production with Megan Follows and Colleen Dewhurst.

This version tore my heart out.  I had never thought of Anne the way she's shown in this amazing presentation; in fact I often thought that Anne was almost Pollyanna-ish.  In this production, and I only saw a few episodes, she was so almost-broken, incredibly brave and insightful, so knowledgeable, poetic, open, hopeful and needy that I thought I couldn't sit through it.

All in all, I've had a "Where's the chocolate? Where's the wine?" kind of day.