Turn to Gold

The sunshine came in, not with Spring's pale clarity, but the deeper rounder yellow that seems like such a laughing colour; Summer is not so far away.

I'm trying to learn how to read music. It makes no sense! Who divides the line into five mini-lines and then starts on the second one up? Counting up from E on the bottom line to work out what the other notes are, whut? Why can't it be eight lines for an octave, with the lowest note starting on the lowest line? A half hour lesson baffles me so much I have to stop, to spend time mulling it over and still be unsure. Here's the horrible truth; they call Music another language? Pah! Music is pretty maths. Fact.