Tuesdays at 2pm
Welcome to the February 2nd edition of Sounds of Home!
Walking at Night
Walking at night along the meadow way,
Home from the dance beside my maiden gay,
Walking at night along the meadow way,
Home from the dance beside my maiden gay. Hey!
Chorus:
Sto-do-le, sto-do-le, sto-do-le, pum-pa,
Sto-do-le, pum-pa, sto-do-le, pum-pa,
Sto-do-le, sto-lo-de, sto-do-le, pum-pa,
Sto-do-le, pum-pa, pum, pum, pum.
Nearing the wood, we heard the nightingale;
Sweetly it help’d me tell my begging tale.
Nearing the wood, we heard the nightingale;
Sweetly it help’d me tell my begging tale. Hey! Chorus
Many the stars that brightly shone above,
But none so bright as her one word of love,
Many the stars that brightly shone above,
But none so bright as her one world of love. Hey! Chorus
Czech Folk Song
Translated by A. D. Zanzig
Like to lend your voice?
Our upcoming theme is “guide”
If you have a response to this theme – whether a story or memory, original piece of writing or poetry, music, radio drama, or one-liner – the sky’s the limit – or would like to guest host or lead a song to sing together,
we’re eager to hear from you!
To submit a response,
please make an audio recording and email it to Molly
or send in a written response to be read aloud on the program.
Contact Molly at tulkmo01@luther.edu for information and submissions.
Submission deadline is Monday, February 8th.
Nice to hear from your dad. Molly!
Thank you Molly and family. The best part of Tuesday.
I agree with Donna. The music brings back so memories of Family Camp. Thank you WDL.
5 Thoughts on Shadow:
1) How shadows change while walking from streetlight to streetlight. First long behind me, then shortening until once past the light when the shadow then appears in front of me and keeps lengthening until it disappears about when another shadow appears behind me.
2) The psychological use of the term “shadow self.”
3) My solid black German Shepherd dog Inge who followed me everywhere, even from room to room. She was a comforting constant companion.
4) The shadow of the earth that causes an eclipse.
5) The T.V. series “Dark Shadows” that my parents said I was too young to watch.
A tuba!?!
Euphonium!
Someone mentioned the blue shadows of trees on snow. I vaguely remember being introduced to that concept long ago. I think someone was talking about an art teacher who had shown a painting where the artist had reproduced that phenomenon on the canvas. The implication was that we unobservant philistines needed artists to show us the true ways to see the world. Well, I’m sorry, Mr. Art Teacher. I looked out my window the other day. The shadows of the trees on the snow were definitely gray, the way God intended.
I really enjoyed your thoughts on the word Shadow. Each was interesting to think about. Thank you once again! Chris