"OH, YOU CAN'T HELP THAT," SAID THE CAT, "WE'RE ALL MAD HERE."
--Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland

Saturday, October 14, 2017

Holding My Breath and Dancing

We are all excited about possibilities that are in front of Keoni in the weeks and months ahead. A Junior-year recital he is preparing for (two pieces violin, two viola) will include his mom, dad, and brother in the audience who are flying to GA to attend early next month. Later in October, he'll be in Philly a brief weekend for the second-round audition for a viola sub spot at the Philadelphia Orchestra. He already has secured a sub viola spot in the New World Symphony Orchestra in Miami. Two weeks in February will see him as a guest violist for a symphony orchestra in Iowa. I am by turns holding my breath then dancing-excited.

McDuffie Center for Strings where Keoni has been a student these last, two-plus years, allows for students to go to gigs that further their places in the music world. An amazing, common-sense approach to the betterment of a career and the school's own reputation.

You'll be right if you guessed that yours truly is the goatherd while Wendy, John, and Aidan fly to Keoni's recital next month. Sandy will be visiting PA that month and promises to be backup. Since she mid-wifed the birth of Rosy it will be a reunion of sorts.

Recently, Sandy with her friend Janice joined our sister Jeanenne at the Missouri Botanical Gardens followed by a lunch out together. Sandy sent along a snap for me...


Jeanenne, Sandy, and Janice.
Aidan and I worked in a walk together at the farm during his busy days. It's easy to see he's been lifting weights as he scooped up Rosy, who is no longer a kid...



From the Weather Desk: Summer and Fall are in a tangle; tumbling through the forests, along the shores, skies, the air. Yesterday was jacket weather; this morning, I am sitting on the patio in pajamas and summer robe. The usual magnificence of the leaves is dimmed by the struggles as the colors go from summer's greens often to browns more than all the oranges, yellows, and reds of a Pennsylvania fall landscape. Marge and I, in a little while, are going to settle the net-dome over the fish pond for the winter to keep the falling leaves out. The fish are beginning their transition to winter behavior and no longer are fed daily. Marge saw one of the frogs who is good size now.

Wendy sent a video moment from her back porch this week...







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