Indeed the weather has been wild and windy here lately, but
with dashes of random sunshine and masses of butterflies.
with dashes of random sunshine and masses of butterflies.
taking photographs for my portfolio, making new artwork,
contemplating making some more sculptural pieces
It seems that Nick's mother was musically inclined too and
a couple of her homemade recordings have been doing the
rounds on the internet lately. This is possibly one of them...
How Wild The Wind Blows
An acorn carries an oak tree
Sleeping but for a little while;
Winter lies in the arms of spring
As a mother carries her child
And never knows
How wild the wind blows
A thought carries a universe
A seed carries a field of grain
Love lies in the arms of change
As a joy carries a pain
And noone knows
How wild the wind blows
written and sung by Molly Drake (?)
Eerie... and beautiful, even if it turns out not to be Molly's song. x