Sorry I didn’t get around to answering your comments yesterday. I was tired from mowing the day before. If you’ll forgive me, sometimes – but rarely – I just can’t do it. I’ll be better today.
I worked on the puzzle quite a bit, we went grocery shopping – Don came along so he could get out of the house – and then we listened to Gordon Lightfoot the rest of the day. It was so emotional for both of us.
“The Minstrel of the Dawn” reminds Don of the time when Winston died, when he kept playing it over and over to deal with his grief. It brought tears to his eyes.
“Too Late for Praying” always makes me cry. It is one of my favorites. During the night, I woke up coughing and couldn’t get back to sleep and that song kept playing in my head.
“Canadian Railroad Trilogy,” “Sundown,” “Early Morning Rain,” “If You Could Read My Mind,” “Beautiful,” – the list goes on and on. I distinctly remember seeing him in concert when he had just finished writing “Beautiful.” None of us had heard it before. He walked to the grand piano, sat down, and with only the piano accompanying his incredible voice, we heard it for the first time.
His voice. How singular and beautiful it was. There was no one like him.
As Don says, “His songs break my heart.”
We are immersing ourselves in the glory of his words and music. From my dorm room in college to now and beyond, his music was the soundtrack of my life.
I’ll say it again: Rest in Peace, dear one.
Update from Brenda:
I am fine now
Long story
Problematic trying to post responses
I have stopped reading and getting to post on blogs for now
Maybe later
So we know Brenda is okay.
Stay safe.
Happy Thursday.
