We're a few days away from the official start of summer (solstice speaking), but our temperatures and lack of rain says otherwise. Still, I love the heat. Beats the cold.

I got a taste of all 4 seasons last night listening to Antonio Vivaldi's "Four Seasons" with Bill McGlochland (sp?) hosting (on radio). His commentary regarding what the composer was trying to say was informative. I had no idea. (I'm still amazed at how much I have to learn--and time is running out!)

Anyway, Vivaldi's music is incredible. It is not only beautiful, it's powerful and inspirational. It grabs me by the throat and makes me throw up my arms like an orchestra conductor. There is something about Baroque music that gets to my inner "soul". If there IS anything spiritual about me, it's what this kind of music does to me. It gives me an indescribable feeling--sort of a "teary-eyed proud feeling", like seeing your daughter picking up her college diploma.

I try not to be a musical snob or anything, but I can't help but criticize the world of insipid music most people listen to. I'm positive I'm a "one percenter" when it comes to appreciating good music. (Yes, and how do we define "good"?) Teal and Fredo knows what I'm talking about.

Well, have a good weekend. And Happy Fathers Day to all you men out there.