In the evenings as winter tries to wind down, we’ve been hearing the barred owls calling from the woods behind the factories. It’s maybe the most beautiful sound that comes out of those woods, from what may be their most mystical occupants. Unhurried and unworried, four smooth tones that assure you there’s still some wildness left in the world around you, even on weeks when you see the evidence of how hard we are trying to erase it.
Great read, as usual. Field Notes makes my day!! Thanks.
Did you purchase your Brian Eno cd Ambient 4 at Morning Light Books and Tapes on Ingersoll in Des Moines? That was my book store, begun first as mail order catalog in 1990, then became retail store in 1992. I sold ambient and New Age music, books, tapes focused on mind, body, spirit. I’d bought a cassette tape in New York in the late 70s by Deuter and became entranced with the music. Next living in Phoenix I caught Hearts of Space on late night radio. Moving to Des Moines in 1988, I found no one had heard of such music. The rest is history. I so enjoy your blog and look forward to reading it Sunday mornings. Thank you for seeing what you see, and sharing it.