It’s a Beautiful Sunday

For the past three weekends, I’ve been posting Sunday Songs to start out each week. Since we’re now on a roll, let’s keep this theme going for as long as possible…

Let’s give a listen to the feel good, romantic, toe tapping Beautiful Sunday… released in March 1972… sung and performed by the UK’s Daniel Boone (a.k.a. Peter Lee Stirling, and a.k.a. by his birth name: Peter Charles Green). Of course, owing to the featured track… he also shares the generic nickname… “one hit wonder”… with countless other recording artists throughout musical recorded history.

Little doubt, Beautiful Sunday’s reputation does precede my posting it here. Some Google search netted fun facts tell us this song has, indeed, been quite the globetrotter.

Check out the following, charting history rundown. Now quoting and paraphrasing from Wikipedia passages we learn that…

In New Zealand Beautiful Sunday achieved gold record status and in Argentina, France, Italy, Japan, Mexico, South Africa, and Germany it held the #1 position from May 1972 to late June 1972. In Japan the song is still the best selling single by a foreign artist.

All the above considered… it’s entirely possible that the playback, here, won’t be the first time you’ve heard it. In fact, if you’re Scottish, you may’ve even Slosh Danced to it… i.e., seeing how This Selection is commonly played at wedding receptions.

Additionally, such international appeal does tie in wonderfully… naturally… since whatever gets posted here @WordPress can and does wind up touching minds and hearts worldwide.

With Beautiful Sunday also mind melding with oodles of mega-talented YouTube videographers, picking just one video to top off this post wasn’t easy. To be sure, there were so many winners, I’ve opted to include several bonus linked tracks. For those of you so inclined, you can head over to YouTube to view Beautiful Sunday’s Autumnal Scenes, Earthly Splendors… and maybe even go for a Sunday Drive!

As for what, exactly, made the above, blog topping video clip win over my heart? That would be the romantic and scenic imagery throughout and the words of wisdom, which appear during the PB’s concluding moments (starting at time index 2:45). Such fast clipping by sentiments are too profound to let slip away unnoticed, ergo, I’m providing the text, too…

“Three things you cannot recover in life, the WORD after it’s said, the MOMENT after it’s missed, and the TIME after it’s gone.”

There’s also a concluding passage, which today’s clip did not include… so… let’s check out that wisdom, too. This is sage advice to carry forth from this Sunday, throughout the entire week and into all of our Sundays to follow…

“So CHOOSE your words wisely, EMBRACE every moment you have with those you love, and NEVER waste time arguing over things that will not matter in the last 5 minutes of your life.”

 

A Sense of DNA Level Déjà Vu

 

As I commit this black font to white screen, it’s been approximately 36 hours since my reluctantly “returning” to Earth. Much transpired leading up to, during and since my “journey” and… via the following account… I now begin to relive my “travels” thru space/time.

Once again, I find myself venturing forth into out-of-doors overnight… the wee hours of Saturday, July 28th… experiencing the sensation of being enshrouded by the unseasonably chilly air…12.8ºC / 55ºF [Note to self… next time don both jacket and dew resistant footwear].

My 2 orbs panning, upward, across the 2 a.m. heavens, I find 2 orbs instantly, intently, “staring” back at me… our dazzling, milk-white, Full Moon and, not far beneath it, its celestial BFF… the vividly reddish-orange, planet Mars… scant days away from its closest encounter with Earth since August 27, 2003. For a moment I chuckle… might Mars’ orb / eye be deemed bloodshot?

My thoughts now dismiss the frivolous / focus upon the factual. I mentally note, crunch and compare the specific orbital data of each new millennial, Mars/Earth rendezvous… 2003’s distance apart had been 55.8 million km / 34.6 million mi compared to the here and now’s projected 57.6 million km / 35.8 million mi.

My naked eye observations of these spherical apparitions have instantaneously prompted my I’ve-Gotta-Get-A-Closer-Look reaction. Rushing back inside, within mere minutes I’m lugging out and setting up my 90mm refractor telescope / tripod and transforming my home-turf into an open air, backyard observatory.

Regrettably, proximity, alone, is no guarantee of ideal seeing conditions… especially when peering at dinky Mars through such a small, low tech scope. The other factors in play will be [1] Earth’s rotation, which… @460 meters per second / 1,000 miles per hour… is constantly making a motion picture out of our nighttime skies… [2] the tilt of Earth’s axis positioning the red planet too low in the southwestern, hazy skies… [3] the sky awash with both lunar brightness and manmade light pollution… [4] the ongoing “game” of planetary peekaboo “curtesy” of two, nearby, towering, deciduous trees.

Even so, this amateur astronomer relishes any opportunity to experience the grandeur of our little corner of the universe… views any need to repeatedly relocate and realign his unwieldy scope to be a labor of love.

And now that I’ve accurately trained my smaller, finder scope’s crosshairs, it’s time to peer through the eyepiece… get my very first, optically enhanced, glance at Mars in nearly a decade and a half. I can feel my facial muscles forming a slight, contented smile.

The still of the night’s “soundtrack” is now “in/on the air”. The “musical genres” inclusive of my “easy listening” rhythmic breathing… the “one hit wonder” of brief, off in the far distance, spooked crow’s caws… the occasional “garage band” roar of 18-wheeler semis barreling down the faraway, highways and byways… the “classical flautist” inspired unexpected, mournful blasts of a miles away, freight-train engineer’s horn.

A transcendental moment, such as this, is where one’s worldly concerns dissolve into the rarefied air. Minds tend to free associate / wander and welcome the timelessness of it all. A sense of DNA level déjà vu also enters the mix… after all… has not humankind been stargazing ever since first standing up on two feet? Ever since that (then) newly evolved posture first allowed us to look upward to the eternal heavens?

 

Stay tuned for Part 2… to be posted later this week.