Sunday, June 13, 2010
Kansas, Symphony and Flint Hills. A beautiful mix.
Governor Mark Parkinson believes in Kansas. And, he believes in Kansans. Over 6,000 in attendance at the Fifth Anniversary of the Symphony in the Flint Hills on Saturday, June 12, 2010, were on their feet, cheering in agreement.
In a departure from the usual formal greeting, Governor Parkinson enthusiastically extolled State of Kansas as beautiful, productive and passionate. It's universities take second place to no others. The farmers and ranchers who take care of its fertile soils are the Nation's best. We may not have mountains, but we have majestic rolling green hills of grass such as those surrounding us.
Whether stung by the recent events surrounding university sports or caught up in the atmosphere didn't matter. It was a rousing welcome to an even more rousing concert, the beauty of which put an explanation mark to the day and evening. As the 2010 Symphony Field Journal States, “...we all come to greet our lives...to acknowledge how fortunate we are to be alive in our world...to take our place in the midst of beauty.” Beauty of land and music. A perfect marriage.
My intention to Tweet the Symphony meant writing about a day involving all my senses in less than 140 characters at a time. It was challenging and not too embarrassing--other than misspelling “Phog.” (A lady who sat beside me riding to the site worked with Mr. Allen while attending KU). Still, one of my first entries sitting on a bale overlooking the concert site observing “other than far off electric poles, all in sight is green hills” to the last of there is “no sunset, yet dusk settled over the hills like a soft blanket” did cover the beauty of the day. Typical of me, there were food, beverage and weather tweets. And one about Johnnie and his line.
No tweeting during the concert, but I did wonder to myself who would have thought Lyle Lovett and the Kansas City Symphony would blend so beautifully. The Orange Blossom Special violin solo by Marvin Gruenbaum certainly had mass toe tapping appeal. And, even untrained listeners like me get the musical symbolism in "Buckaroo Holiday" from Rodeo by Copland.
The fun, excitement and adventure did not end with the last note of the concert though. Tomorrow, Cowboy music, poems and a middle of the night escape.