It's always felt as though a blog would be a Good Thing. But what to say? Where to start? To start at all? But these are extraordinary times. So while staying in, I'm making a start. Smally. And then who knows what the new normal will become. As I write this, late on a Friday, Genius has given me O Salutaris Hostia by the Hilliard Ensemble, from their album Officium. Dreamy, calm, reverential.
April wind
It's snowing petals
Confetti for a garden
Bee'd into fruiting
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