Song Nine.

Francis and Leafy Jo love their new job and I was glad to be there too, with I think it was Francesca filling up the hut with her voice and singing the mysterious Song Nine that has been eluding me (I'm Roz) for the entire trip away. It's beautiful! I love it.

As soon as I got home I recorded it on the mp3 player and also notated it using my violin which is still the instrument I'm best at using that way - at playing a tune out so I can notate it.

So, although I didn't bother attempting to impose any kind of timing or even bars on it, it's there as a sequence of notes. With words underneath. I'm a jack of all trades, master of none, I know, but I don't care. It's caught.

*beams*