In reward for past sorrows,
I shall BLOOM into health again.
Breath of life, SUNSHINE you'll be to me,
All the years to come will smile on us.
Thursday, May 5, 2011
There Will Be Messiaen
A family of owls perched in our front yard tonight. One fearless, fuzzy chick flew to the window and peered in, inches from our faces. I thought of Messiaen, my favorite bird wierdo composer.
