"I hate meditating," he whined. "It's so quiet!" (he was joking, mostly) I let it roll on and he wandered off on the rocks, thinking, watching, silent.
After some time, I took out the tinwhistles and played "Down by the Sally Gardens" and a couple airs. Irish music, mountains, and morning fog go really well together. Sean spotted a bird or two, some turkey vultures swept in low. He grabbed his whistle and I taught him a bit of a tune. He has a great ear and learned quickly.
"Solitude is the place of discovery."
3 comments:
Seannie, God has placed you in the middle of his beautiful world and does He have plans for you!!
Bill, I can't express my gratitude for this spiritual and crazy fun adventure you (with the help of God) have created for my Bahawney.
Love you both!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Will we get a tin whistle concert upon your return?
thats pretty. sean looks cool.
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