Benny Goodman

It's quarter past 10 in the evening. The sun has just set, and there is a lingering redness over and beyond the clouds. Dusk outside, but the dawn of a new blog. Ideas, images and thoughts will be posted on an irregular basis. So stay with me, I can't do this alone. It's like the question about the tree that falls in the forest. If no one heard it fall, did it actually make a sound? There is no point in me writing if no one reads it.

The moon is not visible outside, but on the stereo Benny Goodman is playing Moonglow. I think that'll do for today.