The time of the deep mist is here again.  Fall is knocking on the door. Last year I went out on one of these misty days to take pictures, and I’ll have you know that we are more than 30 mi in from the sea.  At the town square was a flock of seagulls, and as I approached they began to swirl in flight around me.  It was like being in a whirl wind.  I attempted to video tape the effect, but the video didn’t capture the moment.  I later composed a piece entitled, “Inland Seagulls”.  With this piece I played a Native American flute that was given to me by Kenny Reels, a local tribal elder of the Mashantucket Pequot Nation.  I also used a djembe to create the haunting sounds in this piece.