Wednesday, December 31, 2008
end of year wrap up
i’m writing this entry as i’m listening to the beautiful music of Sirena Huang, an 11 year old violinist. The sound of the violin for me evokes the colour purple, mostly dark shades flirting with navy blues, blacks and blood red. i can’t play a violin and i’m never going to be able to, and i don’t want to even try. sometimes i can eek out a lovely chord progression on the guitar.
just now a flock or was it several flocks of pigeons flew past my balcony window over and over again, black on white powdered snow falling. whenever this happens i always try to take a photo, but i can never capture their movement. or at least it doesn’t translate into the beauty i see when they fly by.
i was planning on writing up a tally of accomplishments for this entry, something that would have numbers, a list of places where i’d read and been published this year, but then i got distracted by the violin and the colour purple and the black pigeons flight over white snow and the idea of creativity and unlikely things coming together, so…instead i’ll just say…it’s been a good year. thank you for enriching it with your beauty, your intelligence, your creativity, your compassion, your kindness, your intensity and your flare. thank you for making me savour the spring, even on this dark winter evening.
for auld lang syne, my dear