My father has always turned his homes into beautiful and unique places to live. He has lived in many cities throughout my life, and every visit that came after a new move was filled with anticipation: What new magic will he think up this time around? His new home, which will likely be his last, is no different, except for one key aspect: I’m now old enough and within close enough proximity to help with the process. It’s a shame I didn’t have more time to help. A few more sessions and I would have killer painters biceps.
After a looooong day of work, I barely made it home in time to share a song with you. As I wind down with a cup of Trader Joes Bedtime Tea, I found myself pulling up the new David Gray. His songs are so soothing. His affection for language, melody, and simplicity continues to woo me.
I invite you to join me, to sit in the music, relax, and take one last deep breath before sleeping off the long weekend and jumping back into our responsibilities.