Montréal mutates beautifully in Autumn – comes and brings a palette of colors – foxy red, dull brown and marmalade, lush and emerald green to golden, and lime turning to amber.
“A tongue has one customer, the ear. A sugarcane flute has such effect because it was able to make sugar in the reedbed. The sound it makes is for everyone. Days full of wanting, let them go by without worrying that they do. Stay where you are inside such a pure, hollow note.” – Song of the Reed, Rumi