Friday, July 20, 2012

A Little Night Music

I’m not sure why I picked this piece tonight. Maybe it’s because Allen used to play a lot of George Winston’s music when we lived in that little house on Bross Street in Longmont, and that’s where we lived when we got Sam in 1989. Or maybe because there’s the metaphor of moving from the dead of winter to the hope of spring, and we need that today.

Or maybe it’s because I just like it.