April Ice

IMG_7515APR“Music comes from an icicle as it melts, to live again as spring water.”
– Henry Williamson




“I turn and I look back across the lake. The mist is gone and the ice diminished, the drip of the icicles quick and heavy. The sun is up and the sky is blue empty blue light blue clear blue. I would drink the sky if I could drink it, drink it and celebrate it and let it fill me and become me. I am getting better. Empty and clear and light and blue. I am getting better.” – James Frey


Spring Rain


Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head – Burt Bacharach


Until next time