Yo-Yo Ma once famously said that music happens between the notes--one way of explaining what I love about the mysteriousness of edges, cusps, those in-between places that demand our attention. A skim of ice on a sun-drenched lake. The shape of clouds against the sky. The month of … [Read more...] about Isn’t it Just Like February (redux)
Isn’t it just like February?
It hits me every year, just as January rolls into February: the shift in daylight, so incremental until it's suddenly noticeable, particularly around sunset. Groundhog aside, all you need is to pay attention to the light to know spring is on its way. Of all the months in the year, February … [Read more...] about Isn’t it just like February?