Two great pieces of mail today:
1/ a real, handwritten letter from Rebecca Loudon
2/ Sheila Murphy's annual holiday poem.
Both made me exceedingly happy.
Appearances is the craziest project I've tackled to date. Two years in and I have very little idea where it's going from section to section. I have parallel feelings about learning guitar. These two endeavors--the biggest writing project I've attempted so far and trying to discover what relation to making music is possible for me--have truly tested the limits of my resolve.
I'm not a big fan of Ohio winters. But there's something about a winter day when the leaves are off the trees and light comes unimpeded through our house's windows.
Thank you Rebecca and Sheila for the light you sent my way.