Hitman’s Wife’s Bodyguard = My secret, guilty pleasure. Salma Hayek is such a badass. Do not mess with her brilliance : )

Here’s a stunning recording of Samuel Barber’s Agnus Dei sung by The Flemish Radio Choir. This piece is in F Phrygian. It’s a mode I’m exploring for Pluto, a track on my upcoming Planetary album. It’s quite a dark mode and it’s used often in Spanish Guitar and Flamenco music.

Yay for yum cubes! aka Pistachio Turkish Delight from a sweet neighbour. So different to what I’ve had before (I’m used to that sickly sweet soft stuff). This actually tastes healthy! Chewy firm cubes tasting of roasted pistachios with a hint of rose. 🌹 So good! From Divan.

I discovered Wordle last night. I love it. I love it so much I persuaded multiple people in my dreams to play it and was convinced the word ‘buckets’ was a valid 5 letter word 🤔 I can’t remember dreaming of buckets but I had a passionate, sleep talk with Simon about them I hear.

Daily Affirmations ~ Light Heartedness

  1. I find the world a funny place to dance around
  2. I am light in my heart, I am light in my body, I am light in my mind
  3. I am grateful for giggles

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Tree of Silver features a tawny owl, mourning doves, robins, song thrushes, wrens, and a whole dawn chorus, most of which were recorded locally, except the owl. When I find my perfect house in the countryside, I might even record a hoot or two. The winds of change are coming.

I malt so much with longer hair. I find beautiful silver strands on my clothes, floating out of Simon’s beard, on the sofa, on my desk, at the edges of the wood floors hanging out with balls of dust. It gets up to all kinds of mischief every step I take 😁

My crow friend was as happy about the freak sunshine as I was 😆 Think I might have gotten a bit of sunstroke even (after a good month without any)🤔 More 🔆 forecast tomorrow 🥳

It was a race against the Yorkshire Pudding Gods to take a voluptuous and airy photo of the wee ones before they deflated. Seconds really counted here!

A sound arose of endless interchanging melodies woven in harmony that passed beyond hearing into the depths and into the heights, and the places of the dwelling of Ilúvatar were filled to overflowing, and the music and the echo of the music went out into the Void, and it was not void.

The Silmarillion
J.R.R Tolkien

These stunning words inspired my latest album Craobhan and this track in particular - Tree of Gold.