206: Ice is forming on the river below

As the air cools, the water does not freeze all at once—it slows. Heat rises from the surface and meets the cold air above, creating a thin fog that drifts like breath. Small crystals begin to form in the moving water, collecting gradually.

The sound thickens and settles, turning motion into stillness, one note at a time. Notes feel heavy and deliberate, low and steady, as they stretch and pull against themselves. Tension, then ease back, never rushing. Softly widening the space and letting the tones linger.

And in the end, a drumline, to bring in the New Year.

Thank you for listening.