the sound

With ever the potential for snow, I'm reminded that the thing I enjoy the most from it, is the sound. Snow baffles sound, especially sharp sounds. I also start thinking of times around here in Seattle when we would actually have pretty regular days of snow. I've lived in the area since the early 70's, so I can recall with regularity, days and times, of significant accumulations of the white stuff. I hope we get a good day, perhaps more, of good quality snow around here. We could use a touch of softer Puget Sound...

The Legends - Air - from the album Public Radio

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Anonymous said…
you have a lovely view
10:17 PM
Steven LaRose said…
So wierd, and perfect. It is snowing in Ashland tonight and I stepped out of the studio and recalled my first ever hearing of snow falling. I remember getting left behind in high school while skiing at Crystal Mountain (I was a slow learner) but as I stood there on an empty slope in the bush-wack woods. . . I heard the high pitched whine of snow landing on snow. It struck me deep. Not unlike the first time I heard a New England pond crack while standing on it.

I miss what the snow brought out in people.

Almost forgot, the other weird/perfect thing is seeing that you posted a song. I plan to be more involved in this too, since I just figured it out. I dig your taste so I instantly perk up when I see a new song.
10:35 PM
harold hollingsworth said…
thanks Steve, I look forward to it as well, music and art, what a delicious combo!
12:40 PM
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