…that I was taught to make my own music…
~dkm 8/23/21
A journal of outdoor observation, written in response to the simple act of paying close attention for an hour a day to the natural sights and sounds of an ordinary backyard in Decatur, Georgia, or wherever my travels take me, with the intention of recording the single most interesting perception of the hour. The challenge has taught me to expect the unexpected!
2 comments:
Making your own music is a wonderful gift!! Wish I could have heard you play while watching the lake!!
music is a metaphor for many things; yes, flute and piano and violin music, but also listening to bird song, the rhythms of poetry, the rustle of wind. I am a listener rather than a maker of music, yet, I too admire you for making the sounds of joy with your flute.
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