Apropos of nothing, i find it important to remember hot, sweltering days when winter is at it's deepest. Probably the same reason i wear no socks when it gets really cold (because i want to train my body?).
As in many cultures, this is a time of deep celebration of the return of the sun, and i'm preparing myself. i don't know if i've survived the move, or if i'm ready for what's coming, so i take joy in the little things. Like singing about July 4th in the darkest winter nights.
Like watching how this simple country song explodes. Dave Alvin.
"Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage." - Anaïs Nin
Or perhaps a good country song helps me spend a few hours not thinking about the dire wind project needs which will likely come calling, tomorrow.
Or perhaps i'm a sucker for Bavarian Cajun xmas music from Dylan.
(Though i did have the 12" with photo embossed of David Bowie and Bing Crosby singing something about a young drummer.)
After all, it's been a very white Solstice here in greater downtown Bremen. "Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage." - Anaïs Nin
