8. December 6. Rain
My Beautiful Byron,
This Thursday finds me sitting in a coffee shop listening to the rain. It doesn’t rain much in California, but today it sure is. Buckets of rain. It sounds so relaxing, I have recorded the falling rain to use that sound on my next record. It has a super soothing dramatic quality. Not like the English rain, which is more of a non stop drizzle that makes very little sound at all. This is hard rain, big drops, that clatter off the roof and skylights, making a tremendously percussive sound that is at the same time, warmingly round.
I haven’t made much progress on my record that I mentioned on Monday because it seems every day this week something or other has come up to stop me from being able to sit down with my guitar and record. Oh well. Maybe next week will be better. Creative work is very different to starting on a clock, like a school lesson.
Christmas is round the corner. Just two months ago I thought this would be our first Xmas together since 2012 and so after that disappointing decision by Tom Amlot I am not really excited about the holiday this year.
Yaya really wants me to go to South Africa to spend some time with her and I am learning a great deal about Alzheimers that would make visiting a good opportunity to share how much I have learned, but I just got back last month from visiting her and it is such a long journey, I think I will spend this Christmas visiting Marge and Martha in the desert. It’s nice to look after older people on that holiday which means a lot to people who believe in the story of the little baby in a manger in Israel, 2018 years ago. It’s always nice to make old people feel good.
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