I got married and moved far, far away from my home and family. This blog is to show things to my mom and anybody else that might want to see them.
I love to make things and it should go without saying that my primary mediums are music, crochet, and pies. Although, I am getting into bread-baking and other cooking projects.
*I stepped out my front door, looked one way and took the top two, turned around and took the bottom. It is so beautiful I had to share it with you immediately*
This is a bit more lighthearted than last week's Musical Monday. Well, last week's started a discussion of canned eel, so maybe it wasn't as serious as I thought. If you grew up in my "tribe"* of Christianity, chances are you have heard this song before. BUT you may not have heard this version by Christian artist Keith Green. As I have paid more attention, I see his name pretty often in some of the post-1960 songs we sing in church. You may think that as the resident musicologist in my family that I'm the only one who finds obscure but interesting musical relics, but this find is from my brother. Turns out A Capella arranged a lot of Green's songs for their group. I thought it was delightful when I was little, and I think it is delightful now, you may think it's silly, and that's ok too, maybe it is. I especially like the way Green does the "Woo-hoo-hoo" section at the end with the guitar. Fair warning, I did not watch the photo montage in this, I only listed to the song to make sure it was the right one.
Shout out to my cousin and her son for reminding me to look this up after witnessing their love of the Maccabeats.
*I read something from Mike Cope (or maybe Patrick Mead), and he referred to different Christian traditions as tribes. I liked it, I'm using it.
I'm listening to a different version, but this one goes into blog easily.
I'm thankful for: Rostropovich's giant hands parents who took me to see him and Yo-yo Ma (not at the same time) Bach ears discriminating taste, no small thanks to this guy:
I had my lessons today and one of my students brought me this.
Names have been blocked to protect the innocent.
This certainly warmed my heart. And the sun brightened my day, because boy is it rainy here today. I'm not leaving unless I have to. Her rendering of our lesson is very accurate. My cello is lighter in color than her violin. I put my end-pin on a little mat so I don't scratch the floor. I wear jeans. And I wear these slippers, without fail. She was much kinder to the cat than he deserves. Guests are a traumatic experience for him, and put a stringed instrument in their hand, he's done, we'll see him tomorrow. She even made him smile, that's so sweet. She got the coloring right on him though, even though she can't have seen him for more than 5 seconds, ever.
