I have a song on my Sacred Age CD called Midwinter Dreams. It is a tone poem representing a beautiful snowy, moonlit night where a peacefulness floats over the valley.
Now it is Spring and the snows are falling big time. Yesterday was so sunny and 'almost' warm that I wore shorts, but another blizzard came through last night and this is what my today will look like. Maybe I'll write a new piece, Spring Dreams.
Today has been scheduled as a play day - my first in months. I'll keep you posted. What do you think I should do?