Dancing with a hoe: April 20 a date to remember...Anne-Sophie's Birthday.

Wednesday, 21 April 2021

April 20 a date to remember...Anne-Sophie's Birthday.

A well earned rest in the last of the days sunshine.Young Lemon tree and Tamarillo waiting till the threat of frost has passed.

Nettles in the soup. Add a lentil broth, then simmer.

Flags unfolding...

Box, Pastel, bluebells, Anemony, Meadowsweet, White Horehound, Lavender and Rhubarb, Oregano, Thyme and Papaver Orientalis topped with a deep straw mulch to keep heat and moisture in the bed.

The stones need capping with wooden seating. Clipped shrub walls to surround and a roof... One day.

Alien craft, saving the earth.

Flag Iris worth taking the trouble to look...

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About Izmusic

"My melodies are songs without words, none vocal narrative. Folk have rushed by for years and barely glimpsed the tune. A few hang around and listen for a while, but the street has many distractions. My back is no longer against the wall,this is the first chance I've had in eleven years to unravel my tunes, at present encrypted into a whole tangle of technique excercises. You've missed some wondrous epic sessions sad that most often I was the only person,mortal at least, to hear them.
Eight hours a day playing in the icy chill of city streets through several winters alters the character of your technique to some how transcend the harsh discomforts and "make some good of the day".
MUSIC IZ A MIGHTY MAGIC! The first cathartic offerings were created hastily in a frantic effort to master the production.It's all past time , I make music for the moment the occassion, a kind of relativity fix. A divine conspiracy, a benign heresy. The line of least probability may offer opportunity of greater possibility.
Enjoy my primitive efforts. Plain song busking,"strictly kitchen ". The music of the heart bridges the ambiguity of fumbling words,overcomes cultural barriers. Music like God is personal none vocal meaning in the voice of the unspeakable word. The "You know what I mean nostalgia " space ,whether we've done the daring deed or not, where the mind might put on clean socks and start afresh. Familiar phrasing from our collective vocal tradition triggers epic vision, emotional empathy, mathematical poetry, sympathetic reveries create lifelines to the greater mind. In all styles, in all languages the flute and drum resist the restrictive dogmatic control of state or temple."