HOUSE OF THE SINGING WINDS

There is a house on a hilltop

Way out back in the woods

It commands a view of the valleys

And the gardens in bloom

Where T.C. Steele once painted

The House of the Singing Winds

And Selma tended her gardens

The artist painted in…

Can you hear it calling?

The voice of the singing winds

High above the hilltops

Calling you to come on in…

He captured the beauty of the valleys

The sky a robin’s egg blue

The pastel colors of the evening

And the fields in faded hues

Can you hear it calling?

The House of the Singing Winds

High upon the hilltop

Calling you to come on in…

Can you hear it calling?

The voice of the singing winds

High above the hilltops

Calling you to come on in…

Can you hear it calling?

The House of the Singing Winds

Go walk among it gardens

Let their beauty draw you in