for violin and piano (4:00)
I wrote this piece as a Christmas present for my late Mum, Mary Fenwick, in 1996, and revised the piano part in 2001.
One of her great joys was spotting the first crocus of the year, its purple flower standing out against a thin blanket of snow.
While writing this piece, I imagined her as a girl, staring out a window at a bleak February prairie landscape, keeping faith that the days were getting longer, and better weather was on its way.
I think of her, and this music, as I make my annual spring pilgrimage to the banks of the Elbow River above Sandy Beach, Calgary, where crocuses are abundant.
In the fall of 2002, Andrea Davison (piano) and Diane Lane (violin) made a lovely recoding of this piece