This has been an interesting week for me. Our three-and-a-half years old granddaughter (who pointedly corrects me that she is now “three-and-three-quarters, Nana!”) came home from her Montessori a couple of days ago and offered a few gems on Martin Luther King. They may have discussed the subject at school as part of the Black …
Have you ever seen the rain?
A light drizzle started just as I stepped out of the car and started walking to the GO train station yesterday. As I settled in and switched on my iPod, purely by chance the first track that shuffled up on my iPod was a composition in raga Megh by the legendary Ustads Nazakat Ali and Salamat …