I walked two blocks up the hill from my house and took these pictures of the colourful changing sunset on Sunday. My younger son said, “Yeah, they’re nice, but I see it from my window every night.” Jaded.
An artist I’ve been listening to lately is Eva Cassidy, who died from melanoma in 1996, at the age of 33. This performance is from around 10 months before she died. A beautiful voice, uncompromising in making a song her own.
And then of course, no post with this title would be complete without a certain British actor, Mr. Richard Armitage, shown here in September at TIFF, where My Zoe premiered. I wish I could have been there, but life got in the way.