red fox

Last night, I saw a red fox on my way home through the forest. 

Earlier, I had listened to the Schubert a minor quartet, 

the "Rosamunde" quartet,

driving through this incredible landscape on a foggy evening.

The last time I had any thoughts of that particular quartet 

was when we had played it,

and I was so overwhelmed with memories,

making this encounter more extraordinary and touching
than I could have ever planned or staged myself.

Dave, I carry you in my heart.

photo via {national geographic}