Snowdrops are evocative any year with their promise of spring and hope for the end of winter, but like you, they now symbolise to me the continuation of life after the passing of our remaining parent; your father in your case, my mother in mine.
We have snowdrops in odd corners of our garden here and they are flowering now. They are the first of the flowers that will bloom through the year that will remind me that my mother will not see them this, or any future year. In turn the crocuses, daffodils, tulips and bluebells will follow until the full riot of colour runs through the garden as the year moves on, and she will no longer gaze with deep satisfaction as her garden unfolds before her.
So, there is sadness as well as the hope and the comfort as nature rolls through its yearly cycle; lambing has already started in the farms around us and this morning was noticeably lighter than the dark gloomy starts to the day of the past months.
Today is Candlemas, which you mentioned, and any excuse for the gentle light of candles to lose myself in music to is welcome, so candles are casting their soft and soothing glow here.
Be Still, Gentle, Kind.
Eeek!
That album is such a regular part of the music I listen to that the arrangements are old friends now that I'm comfortable settling down with and letting the album unfold around me. I'm in the incredibly privileged position of having your original recordings of those songs as well as these studio versions. So I can see how they grew when the possibilities of studio techniques and other contributors offered different ways to let the songs breathe. "Frozen Smile", "Sweet November" and especially "Break Down" blossomed on the album, so the thought of them being, well, different got the palpitations going.
It's an old man thing, you know what old people are like with change; some people still think that 100p in the £ is rubbish and money should come in 1/4, 1/2, 1, 3, 6 and 12d, and 21/- to the guinea. And some round here still think we should go back to groats, florins and doubloons.
I'm sure it'll be fine and I'll look forward to hearing how you want those songs to sound now that they've had time to mature and develop their personalities.
Hello Kat,
Thanks for another thought-provoking posting.
Snowdrops are evocative any year with their promise of spring and hope for the end of winter, but like you, they now symbolise to me the continuation of life after the passing of our remaining parent; your father in your case, my mother in mine.
We have snowdrops in odd corners of our garden here and they are flowering now. They are the first of the flowers that will bloom through the year that will remind me that my mother will not see them this, or any future year. In turn the crocuses, daffodils, tulips and bluebells will follow until the full riot of colour runs through the garden as the year moves on, and she will no longer gaze with deep satisfaction as her garden unfolds before her.
So, there is sadness as well as the hope and the comfort as nature rolls through its yearly cycle; lambing has already started in the farms around us and this morning was noticeably lighter than the dark gloomy starts to the day of the past months.
Today is Candlemas, which you mentioned, and any excuse for the gentle light of candles to lose myself in music to is welcome, so candles are casting their soft and soothing glow here.
Be Still, Gentle, Kind.
Eeek!
That album is such a regular part of the music I listen to that the arrangements are old friends now that I'm comfortable settling down with and letting the album unfold around me. I'm in the incredibly privileged position of having your original recordings of those songs as well as these studio versions. So I can see how they grew when the possibilities of studio techniques and other contributors offered different ways to let the songs breathe. "Frozen Smile", "Sweet November" and especially "Break Down" blossomed on the album, so the thought of them being, well, different got the palpitations going.
It's an old man thing, you know what old people are like with change; some people still think that 100p in the £ is rubbish and money should come in 1/4, 1/2, 1, 3, 6 and 12d, and 21/- to the guinea. And some round here still think we should go back to groats, florins and doubloons.
I'm sure it'll be fine and I'll look forward to hearing how you want those songs to sound now that they've had time to mature and develop their personalities.