By Michael Suchorsky
Softly playing cross rhythms on the drums with brushes, while to my left rapidly flickering red orange flames play in the woodstove, countered by the reflection in a nearby glass picture frame of sunlit silver water drops falling at the speed of gravity, until passing through an angled glass pane which send some speeding off in a blur to the right. The actual glistening fall is directly in front of my view, accented by the starburst of sunlight on the brass lamp to the right. This light and rhythm play out in front of the diamond dust floating in the sun, filling the air between me and the mountains on this on 12° December morn. Hello Winter!