" One day is spun in gold..
Another day seems red hot or icy cold..
Passing storms clear the air and change the tide..
Each day a new sun!"

Lisa Powell

Monday, April 28, 2014

How to Play Octaves

It turns out that my photo composition (previous post) was a happy accident as far as the number of birds I chose... I had no clue that eight birds was relevant to anything musical...

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