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Wintertime.

FLIGHT of ANGELS. Photograph taken by Gray Summers.

Once December arrives, it becomes the favourite time of the year. Recently watched a few YouTube uploads of people who always live amongst snow. Here in Wales, UK it is seldom experienced in my rural area. The seafront area belongs to parts that are affected by the Gulf Stream.

Snow and the loveliness of its presence? I’m currently writing a song called ‘Less is More’ and trying not to imagine older age as this phrase’s philosophy. More snow would be ideal.

I imagine inside the older Summers’ headspace experiencing softly falling snowflakes, pitter-patterting almost silently to the mind’s floor. Just a serene sound of connect as they hit the ground. The oddities of confused thoughts, belonging to older age, gently swirl padding their way about in the air, resulting in a more understandable solidity within a thick luxurious snow carpet. Those gentlest of thoughts leaving holistic inspirational storytime drift prints in the settled snow. Gentle sounding words and melodies layering themselves down for prosperity. Quiet and serene. Without the crunch of underfoot gravel pathways on a more difficult journey experience.

This music below though? This is a definite journey of crunch! Too harsh for the more serene Wintertime festivities. So currently getting another song together of calmer wintery vibes. Imagery for that one should be a crackling log fire? With hopefully no odd and loud log split ‘crack’ experienced. The ‘crack’ shock result as fire flame seeks to enter the resin and sap space. A ‘plosive’ reminder that inner thoughts can indeed be fractured by fierce attack.

As said, for the calmer wintery vibe, that log fire is for another song/video moment in time.

Cheers. Xx

Summers front room.
Music written and all instruments played by Gray Summers. No AI involved.
As said many times before, the drums are from the GarageBand library.
Wish I could play drums!

Village in daytime snow. Photograph by Gray Summers.
Serenity of room’s view of kerbside and bench snow at nighttime. Photograph by Gray Summers