Not sure what’s going on here. I did manage to avoid hitting a deer on my way home from a concert where I was singing early American music filled with death and judgment. Draw your own conclusions I suppose.
when you sing, don’t forget to breathe from your belly
it’s important to get the right ink
I thought this was going to be a kitty but it seems to have preferred to be some kind of a bear
For the less ecclesiastically minded, you may think of this as sails passing a rocky promontory.
must be a sprinkling for the May queen
(that just took me down a whole misheard lyrics rabbit hole)
Another May Day morning, new life in the ground…
Let’s sing a song to greet the day, let’s fill our lungs with the air of May
Let’s watch the winter float away and pass the bottle ’round
—Jim Blake, (c) 1986