“Behold, my friends, the spring is come; the earth has gladly received the embraces of the sun, and we shall soon see the results of their love!” — Sitting Bull
Almost no one had heard whales sing until Judy Collins made them her backup singers. Watch her sing, with humpbacks, “Farewell to Tarwaithe.”
THIS WEEK IN THE ATTIC
Think April is “the cruelest month?” E.E. Cummings will cure your despair. It’s spring!
Building the Empire State Building took courage. So did taking the photos.
Money. Angst. Ambition. Where can art’s true vision be found? In Baltimore, of course.
Few battles had been so mismatched. A billionaire tycoon vs. a woman with a pen. The winner?
In the Nenana Ice Classic, hope springs eternal, even where spring comes late
No verse was too light, no rhyme was too impossible for Ogden Nash.
American art was pretty and pink until The Ashcan School took the streets as its canvas.
As Texas grows and glows, Hill Country towns are dimming the lights and saving the night sky.
80 years ago, the D.A.R. turned Marian Anderson away from Constitution Hall. Eleanor Roosevelt and friends found a better venue.
"The future is dark, with a darkness as much of the womb as the grave." -- Rebecca Solnit
The songs came and went but Alan Lomax hunkered down and caught them — for all time and for all people.
Bullied into silence, Congress got a lesson in integrity from Senator Margaret Chase Smith (R-ME).
His real name was Albert Einstein, so he changed it and became a comic genius. See Albert Brooks as the worst ventriloquist ever.