Sunday, November 18, 2007

Leftovers

There's a whole lot of leftovers. And a distinct feeling that the visit was way too short.

There are pleasures in life you don't realize you've been missing until you experience them again. It's been years since I've heard two guitars play together, amplifying, shading, enriching each other's sound, adding at once depth and intimacy. Next time we might be able to make it three. For many-many reasons, next time really can't come soon enough.

6 comments:

Bon said...

oh, the sound of two guitars together, friends making music, filling the house...

those are good leftovers to ring in the ears.

Beruriah said...

I can't believe the visit is already over, either, and I wasn't even there. I hope next time does come quickly.

niobe said...

I have mixed feelings about leftovers. Of all kinds, really.

Aurelia said...

See if I was there, there would have been no leftovers. Too hungry.

Too bad the visit was so short though! I hope it was good.

My Reality said...

I am glad you enjoyed your visit.

Nicole said...

Yum, leftovers. So sad when the music dies.