"Sometimes silence speaks loudest."
January was a quiet month.
Not one in which there was no growth - though the bitter winds would convince you that was the cause of such silence. No this was a silence born from listing. There are times in life when we are granted the brilliant grace of being able to listen well. January was a month of this.
To my gentlest, musical fosters -whose new album is already showing signs of the same beauty with a differing background - I sense mounting joy. Through the constant sound and shouts - I am remembering a softer tone.
My wish for you is that the still, small voice would have a chance to reach your ears.
To my gentlest, musical fosters -whose new album is already showing signs of the same beauty with a differing background - I sense mounting joy. Through the constant sound and shouts - I am remembering a softer tone.
My wish for you is that the still, small voice would have a chance to reach your ears.
The write-up below is what I could not encapsulate. Give it a read/listen.
http://www.npr.org/2016/02/22/467379942/songs-we-love-penny-sparrow-bed-down?utm_source=facebook.com&utm_medium=social&utm_campaign=nprmusic&utm_term=music&utm_content=20160222#
"No more."
-P&S
http://www.npr.org/2016/02/22/467379942/songs-we-love-penny-sparrow-bed-down?utm_source=facebook.com&utm_medium=social&utm_campaign=nprmusic&utm_term=music&utm_content=20160222#
"No more."
-P&S
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