Inspired by life. What comes around, goes around, sometimes in a cacophonous manner. Here are two sweetly musical interpretations: The Windmills of Your Mind, or Les Moulins de Mon Coeur, by Frida Boccara. Sting also has a version. Of course, in my mind it’s a squeaky African one, filling a concrete holding pond for elephants to drink from…try as I may, I have not yet captured that on camera.
Did you watch the Transit of Venus this weekend? It also elicited a little of that feeling, no?