But I will try.
Tender. Sweet. An unhurried sea of delight.
Unhurried, as I said, until the end. The end was wild with joy.
I worked on three routes today, beginning with “God”, then an hour and a half on “Prayer” (where I stopped everything and sat at Ray’s Farm for a nice stretch after that concerto). Then I went to take over on “Joy” for another hour, a fast-paced bout of finishing up before heading back to the station by that magic hour of 6:00 p.m.
Perfection all day. No words. That is why we have music, right?
But, here are some word pictures for you:
Cute . . .
Written in stone . . .
So beautiful . . .
All photographs © Today 2018 Timothy Waugh