Taken the same day as Henry's masterful performance of Franz Liszt Années de Pèlerinage
Paired with the photograph, I have a poem by my good friend, e.e. cummings.
if i love You
if i love You
(thickness means
worlds inhabited by roamingly
stern bright faeries
if you love
me) distance is mind carefully
luminous with innumerable gnomes
Of complete dream
if we love each (shyly)
other, what clouds do or Silently
Flowers resembles beauty
less than our breathing
Comments
Henry is debonair as usual, the photograph is achingly beautiful.
By the way, i joined a new job yesterday and was feeling a little out of place without the old colleagues.
Then I had in front of me the computer and an Internet connection. So the first site that i opened was your blog. After a few minutes spent on the delightfully soft photograph (of yesterday morning) i felt like nice and back in business. The familiarity generated through the visits to your blog is becoming more profound now, thanks to your witty and thought-provoking write-ups as well as the snapshots of dashing Henry.
Take care and god bless....
Dan, he was an interesting character, that’s for sure!
Priyanka, we’re thinking of taking Henry on tour. India is being mooted as we speak.
Yamini, humbling words. It can be a tough ask getting used to new surroundings. I shall be getting some more photos of the littlies on the weekend, and will be sure to post a heap here just for you!
Jim, I’m banking my retirement on it!
Boise Diva, one does try. (Or, as my wife tells me, one is very trying!)
April, my Henry is a performer 24 hours a day.