Here, gathered in our beloved South Dakota, are a few members of our Williamson / Mattson Clan. Charles and Luella are to be blamed (be kind, they didn't know what they were doing). We're generally a happy bunch and somewhat intelligent (notwithstanding our tenuous grasp on reality). I'm also proud to say that most of us still have our teeth.

Thursday, July 22, 2010

A Deep Memory of Our Past.

From the Fortress of Solitude
Pleasant Grove

We start this bonny July morning with another one of this blog's cultural posts. This music by Enya, sung in Gaelic, evokes such a powerful sense of elder times and powerful wistfulness for the land of our Celtic ancestors. Relax, enjoy a morning cup of tea in the true British sense and listen as Enya pulls from you an inherited memory of this land and people from whom we've descended.

And, in my opinion, Enya is magic embodied.