Rental car blues – and bookstores, too.
Headlights? OK. Wipers? Check. Reverse? Found it. So I rolled out of the lot to explore Mayo’s book shops, restaurants and scenery. Then I remembered what I forgot: How the hell do I tune the radio? Hell, how …
If you were thinking of a White Christmas…
It’s been a while since I’ve seen snow on Christmas Day. But whenever I see an accumulation of freshly fallen, still clean snow I remember a particular day in the Colorado Rockies. I try to remember exactly how …
Hearing less but listening more.
A friend observed something interesting about me the other night. It’s not too surprising, since we’re usually blind, deaf and dumb to so much of ourselves. After a wonderful concert I was talking about some interesting things the …
Passion is more than a good-tasting fruit
Sitting in a pub one night. I could feel the musicians’ joy. The nods, smiles and twinkles in their eyes as they seamlessly rolled from one melody or song to another. A few people came in, nodded to …
Healthcare Between the Lines
Are we so busy recording what others say that we’ve lost the ability to listen, hear and respond? Conversation is music. And half of all music is written between the lines. What’s not said – and how we …
Full Moon Magic in the Rockies. Almost
There’s something magical about a full moon on a clear mountain night. Hell, on any clear night. When you add music, ritual and belief, we begin straying into other worlds of consciousness. I remember a summer night at …
How do you draw the sound of snow?
It stops falling with little taps before it melts on parts of my coat. Just sits and collects on other parts. Simply touches and sits on branches around me. Becomes one with unfrozen stream water. Bundled up and …