How lightly and beautifully you touch on such special moments Susie. This post warmed me like your spicy butternut pumpkin soup. Oh your son 🥰🥰🥰. So beautiful for him to experience and for you to witness. I understand the being prepared to offer hugs though. Your father playing harmonica to his girls 🥰🥰🥰. Life - so rich and beautif…
How lightly and beautifully you touch on such special moments Susie. This post warmed me like your spicy butternut pumpkin soup. Oh your son 🥰🥰🥰. So beautiful for him to experience and for you to witness. I understand the being prepared to offer hugs though. Your father playing harmonica to his girls 🥰🥰🥰. Life - so rich and beautiful and and precarious at the same time.
You say you wish you had "inherited a tuneful ear, to play to the loves of my life, to teach them the secrets inside the notes, to teach them that music is light and love and hope." But you do Susie!!! Right here you play your song with your musings and wanderings, photos and words. Thank you. ❤️xx
Jo these are the sweetest words for tired ears tonight, I have always wanted to play an instrument well, or have a good singing voice, as it is I can butcher a few songs on piano and guitar, my saxophone lays abandoned and as for the voice, yuk! Thank you, I hadn't thought of my writing as being songs but I guess in one way they are... bless you 🙏🏼
I had a hunch you would feel these words of first love and harmonicas played to loved ones Jo, you express these feelings so beautifully in your writings and poems, I always marvel at the deep compassion and love you are able to let out in words, so thank you, too! 💛xx
How lightly and beautifully you touch on such special moments Susie. This post warmed me like your spicy butternut pumpkin soup. Oh your son 🥰🥰🥰. So beautiful for him to experience and for you to witness. I understand the being prepared to offer hugs though. Your father playing harmonica to his girls 🥰🥰🥰. Life - so rich and beautiful and and precarious at the same time.
You say you wish you had "inherited a tuneful ear, to play to the loves of my life, to teach them the secrets inside the notes, to teach them that music is light and love and hope." But you do Susie!!! Right here you play your song with your musings and wanderings, photos and words. Thank you. ❤️xx
Jo these are the sweetest words for tired ears tonight, I have always wanted to play an instrument well, or have a good singing voice, as it is I can butcher a few songs on piano and guitar, my saxophone lays abandoned and as for the voice, yuk! Thank you, I hadn't thought of my writing as being songs but I guess in one way they are... bless you 🙏🏼
I had a hunch you would feel these words of first love and harmonicas played to loved ones Jo, you express these feelings so beautifully in your writings and poems, I always marvel at the deep compassion and love you are able to let out in words, so thank you, too! 💛xx