i’m workin’ on a new folk song, after a long time not writing any new material. here is a beginning.
In the end we will conserve only what we love. We will love only what we understand. We will understand only what we are taught.
RIP Andy Williams (12/03/27-09/25/12)
i love his version of moon river, a song close to my heart.
that painful moment when you’re working on a tedious, time-consuming project and realize you’ve made a fatal error about a thousand or so steps back and wasted hours of work.
curse. walk away. curse again.
and then snip, snip, snip back to the point of error,
preserver & rebuild (mumbling).
i keep finding metaphors for my life in tiny, tiny beads.