Melodies of Memories

"Where words fail, music speaks." -Hans Christian Andersen

So my sisters and I have been obsessing over this "funky" song, by Simon and Garfunkel, from a gifted CD that is full of their greatest hits. It even includes live audiences, kind of a bummer, but kind of neat, I guess. The duo have this sort of whimsical vibe in their voices and the instrumentals are so miraculous, there is not a song to dislike on their album. Downloading this CD to my itunes was a big deal. It's to die for.

Today there was only about a minute interval between my songs, as I would burst out obnoxiously into aimless hymns. From Tangled to Bruno Mars, church psalms to old choir songs, I was singing like a songbird as I flew around the house going from chore to chore. I quite frequently erupt into singing, and I think it's just a noisy girl habit of mine. I'd rather be gracefully singing to myself than awkwardly murmuring and getting weird looks from the sisters. They do tend to give the deadliest of glares and also do well on making hysterical-looking faces, naturally. I laugh more at their faces than their jokes any day.

This evening looked like a fine time to take a sisterly bike ride, showing Tor a new way of riding, after all, she never goes anywhere but the nasty BMX bike trails by our house. They are deadly, all bumpy and dusty and steep.  "Road rash" is written all over them. Probably a boy's (or in this case Tor's) wonder. I decided to take her road biking up a wonderful little back road that I quite fancy, for it holds not only fun road curves and brilliantly tall trees, but also has a sturdy bridge over-looking a calm pond/river thing. It was a nice ride. With a calm, cool breeze, just enough light for some good pictures, and not such a busy road it was a great spot for a first-timer like Tor.

We ventured over the bridge, when we got to our little destination, and then snuck under it to catch a glimpse of some gorgeous waterlilies and feel the rumble of the ground when cars drove above us. It was a fine time, I'd say and a great way to spend an hour with my sister, catching up on things.

Did I mention our car broke down, which actually gave me the time to write this tonight? It's a long story...

Ash