7/3

For the first time in years - decades maybe - that once ubiquitous hymn 'Morning has broken' came into my head this morning as I walked up for the paper, the sun now rising nearly opposite my window instead of far to the right, above the Cleveland Hills.   I know nothing about music, but thought about that pure clarity of sound that denotes morning, beginning and new fresh start, remembering also the song of the shepherd boy at the beginning of Act three of Tosca - Io de' sospiri.