So with absolutely no time between three jobs, rehearsals, commisions, and life in general, I managed to scrounge up this little ditty. I found it refreshing to take some time to write for my self for a change.
This one is a bit unusual as you will hear. Fairly impressionistic. Hopefully telling a story.
I basically imagined myself as the cool Spring wind passing over a field of Jonquils (Daffodils), swirling and sweeping past; ever-moving, ever-changing, and then back to the sky where it will travel on for eternity.
Hope you enjoy it.