Chamber music

Written last night: 

Dear Friends,

It’s getting dark and the crows are sounding outside my open windows. I am getting used to their call — it’s not pretty, but it’s supposed to be meaningful. There were crows, of course, in Florida, but I never paid attention because there were so many other beautiful bird sounds.

Tonight I worked on a collage of the sun. Earlier today I got my hair cut and, before that, listened to chamber music at the church down the street. I sat in a back pew and made these drawings of a musician and of people listening — then a friend sat down beside me, so I put away my Sharpie and little notebook. Drawings like these are supposed to be done alone, I think.

Love,

k