Dyeing of the mind

Street music in Strasbourg a day of july, all colors are supplied through the ears.

Walking fingers

Let the fingers do the walking.

Let it blossom, let it flow

The notion that autumn is the last step just before the end is wrong.
The colors blooming marvelous and no reason to sing “Safe the last dance for me”.
Spring is the extension of autumn, with winter being the cooking time.
So as Eric Clapton sings “Let it grow”

Standing at the crossroads, trying to read the signs
To tell me which way I should go to find the answer,
And all the time I know,
Plant your love and let it grow

Let it grow, let it grow,
Let it blossom, let it flow
In the sun, the rain, the snow,
Love is lovely, let it grow.

*written by Eric Clapton*

See it clearly now

Clearly Liverpool.

Daily prompt “Music“

Some cities “stinks” of music.
Nashville, Vienna, Liverpool and surely many more.
When we hear their names, so we are already deep in the world of music.

We see it clearly now, the fog of music don’t spoil the view.

Audio cords

Music are one of our main traces to both the past and the future.

The worth visiting Thursday’s Special themes created by Paula
The inspiring theme this week “Traces of the past“

How dare you, why not

Street musicians regardless of style are amazing individuals.
They dare share their music with us.

Daily prompt “Divide“

Live and let’s play

Sometimes we need the background emerges from behind the scenes.
Often music lives in the shadow of the backdrop, not seen, only heard.
In the streets of Strasbourg here, the backdrop is moved forward in the limelight.

The Thursday’s Special from Paula, the theme this week “In the backgound“.