Blurred

The rapidity of passing events blur the edges of the days and nights. A week has gone by and end-of-school/music years captured the household. Hot weather traded for very chilly happened over and over. Keoni added to the prom picture posted last time...

Wendy and Aidan took Keoni over to pick up his date.

With friend Steph who went with her friend from Germany.

Prom friends in front of Pennsylvania woods.

Next was the final PYO concert at Kimmel Center. I haven't mastered tying together video, but you'll get the idea. Keoni walks on as Concert Master...




The second half after Intermission was Gustav Mahler Symphony Number Five in C-Sharp Minor. Here is the beginning...




And, by some miracle I captured the end. Maybe came to me when the tuba player picked up his instrument again during a massive crescendo. Mahler is a trip, and the orchestra did a great job.

Friend Steph and her friend from Germany. She will take up German language studies in Germany later in the fall.

Keoni shows John the Concert Master award he received at the concert.

I made a huge mistake on a pair of shoes I got for summer. Felt good walking around in the store, but terrible for walking along on pavement. I was one ouchy oldster between the train and Kimmel. I don't want shoes to tell me my age every step. Out they are going.

Other moments were the high school awards that gave Keoni more to put into his college fund. Really memorable was a letter he received from his high school music director. 

Saturday, the boys played again at Pretzel Park. This time the crowds were sparse. I couldn't resist trying a video of...

...their rendition of "The Good the Bad and the Ugly".

It was a great outing with good weather and a family late lunch at Lucky's, a Manayunk local restaurant where the hamburgers exceeded all expectations and are at the top of my hamburger life list. Manayunk is a great place to walk around--this time without crazy bad shoes.

Manayunk mural.

Sandwiched in have been afternoons of John's invitees to see the goats and visit. The group I see on Wednesdays is winding down for the summer, and Keoni's graduation is this evening. The past week saw a completion of an acrylic painting I did to get more familiar with the medium. Think small though. It's taking place in my 88 square feet.

I finished the second book in the Mary Russell/Sherlock Holmes series by Laurie R. King. Messed up the third and sent it from the library to my computer instead of the Kindle so now it's stuck. Rats. I  really liked the first two books.

Binge watching. it's funny there is a word now for watching televised series that are available for streaming or DVD rental from Netflix or Amazon. It's a powerful draw. I'm into year two of Mad Men--amazing seeing that world again where women have such a crappy place in the world of men. The scripts, sets, clothing, smoking, drinking, womanizing, attitudes are crazy spot-on. Watching is like driving by a car wreck.

Netflix and some others are busy making their own series, too, so Grace and Frankie captured me, lately. Funny there are so many successful productions and movies that we of the comfortable shoes can enjoy.

Goat fist-bumping.

First Aidan...

...then Keoni.