I've recently decided that The Memory of Trees is my favorite song ever.

Not just Enya song – although it does top Orinoco Flow, Pax Deorum, It's in the Rain, Less than a Pearl, Cursum Perficio, Watermark ... to name a few, as I could go on listing a great many of her songs. Favorite song out of all the ones I've heard. And it simply occured to me, rather than me going through a list and having to pick a favorite, which makes me all the more convinced that it is.

The song itself, if you hadn't heard it, is listed as instrumental and voices (all of which are Enya), but it does have lyrics – I think they're Gaelic, but not knowing Gaelic I don't know what they mean. It's not a slow song, but it's relaxing, and it has a sort of powerful, inspiring, and somewhat other-worldly quality to it, but without being loud or forceful, much like trees themselves.

It's particularly fitting for today's weather around here – we've had cloudy skies and not grey days for the past few days (which admittedly I'm fond of), but today there's bright sun, and because it's rained so recently the leaves and grass haven't lost their vibrant color yet. But it isn't hot at all, even though it's still summer – it's quite cool and pleasant at about 64˚F (19˚C), so it's nothing like your typical summer day. So it's both light and cool, but everything is still green because fall hasn't quite started yet.

And there's a certain harmony in the fact that the Quenya phrase for "The Memory of Trees" is I Enyalië Aldaron ...

– ToM