"Every life is many days, day after day. We walk through ourselves, meeting robbers, ghosts, giants, old men, young men, wives, widows, brothers-in-love, but always meeting ourselves." James Joyce
Monday, May 17, 2010
Sundays, Spring, Soirees, Samosas, Singers.
Some beautiful music by Couperin, for flute and piano:
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