Which way are you going?
What route will you follow?
Where will it take you?
03/31/2023 j.g.l.
Mondays are just young Fridays
The clock and the calendar move
forward incrementally, naturally
(as it should be) from a darker
winter we can’t leave behind to
something resembling spring.
In-between our seasons we take
whatever we can, where we are.
We have little choice.
A less-than-enthusiastic forecast
glares at me from a mobile device,
with greater chance of soakers
more than once or twice in the
week ahead as atmospheric rivers
come down to earth (a convenient
excuse for all it’s worth).
April showers still to come, as it
happens, as it is always done, we
keep moving forward step-by-step
mainly in spite of the weather.
03/27/2023 j.g.l.
of interest
your knowledge is
your currency
save up for what
you need or desire
there is interest
in your wisdom
03/26/2023 j.g.l.
I'm like a pencil;
sometimes sharp,
most days
well-rounded,
other times
dull or
occasionally
broken.
Still I write.
j.g. lewis
is a writer/photographer in Toronto.
Sounds Of The Season
Posted on December 23, 2021 by j.g.lewis
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We find comfort in the music we choose to listen to, particularly that of this season.
I have a handful of albums from across the musical spectrum that I listen to each year. These are my sounds of the season.
At the top of the list is the soundtrack to a film I grew up watching, but it goes past being a childhood favorite.
I played A Charlie Brown Christmas by the Vince Guaraldi Trio the other night. I’ve owned the album in a couple of different formats and have enjoyed the music as a kid, a teenager, and a full-fledged adult. This album has no boundaries.
I’m sure I will play the album a couple of times over the holidays, the infectious jazz brings me happiness and memories. It reminds me of both childhood and fatherhood.
12/23/2021 j.g.l.
