what seas what shores what granite islands…
April 13, 2011 § 2 Comments
The music and the company were both spot on, the sun has baked us brown, and the gorse was riotous with blossom. I had my first outdoor swims of the year (cold!), and a number of ridiculously tasty egg-based breakfasts (hot). There were moments of incredible beauty (listening to harp and violin in an ancient candle-lit church), bits of indefensible silliness (banjo trio, anyone?), sweaty introductions to Cornish dancing, and some magical sessions that made me feel privileged to be alive with ears that work.
Also, these words by Tove Jansonn are evocative and lovely, and seem relevant for a week of folk music:
‘They were gentle, sad songs about things that go on and on and that nobody can do anything about’