What passes for normal in these parts
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bunrabBand rehearsal last night! Scott talks between pieces - actually, Scott talks a lot between pieces - which gives me a chance to rest, but it's still a long rehearsal, and the tenor sax parts have LOTS of notes. And that band hall is crowded: between chairs and stands and people and instruments and instrument cases and percussion equipment and music-folder storage, it is, in fact, something of a hazard. The tubas and the bari sax can get to their seats with very little fuss, but everyone else has to climb over things and there are multiple levels to step up and down from... to get to my seat, I hold the sax over my head, shimmy across the trombone section, then step over my chair while stepping down a level, at which point I can slide into my chair.
Spring. It has been a long time since I've had a northern spring. Spring in Texas is about 3 weeks long, consisting of bluebonnets everywhere, then some Indian Paint flowers, then segueing into evening primrose and assorted DYFs. The temperature fluctuates between 60 and 90, with intermittent drizzle. Spring up here is a much longer and bigger deal. There are cherry trees in bloom, and zillions of apple trees (some of them may be pear trees; I will admit that from a distance, I cannot tell the difference between one white-flowered fruit tree and another.) And forsythia everywhere. And now the dogwoods are starting up, a much deeper pink than the cherries. The apple/pear trees are everywhere, including highway shoulders and medians, corners of very urban blocks downtown, and front lawns from the city to the suburbs. But it's mostly the forsythia that says spring to me. When I was growing up on LI, the forsythia was EVERYWHERE in the spring. And if you break off a branch and stick it in the ground somewhere, chances are it will take root and then you'll have more forsythia!!
It doesn't look like we'll make it to Austin for S's birthday - the idea of air travel before I'm fully healed is way too scary. Carrying luggage, and bumping into things, and the diseases carried by the poorly-recycled air in the planes, and luggage falling out of the overhead bins when they're opened, plus carrying all the supplies with us - noooooo, I don't think so. So it will have to wait till fall, since I'm certainly not going back to Texas anytime between May and September! So maybe late October...
Today's random observation: Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young has the same number of syllables as Om mane padme hum and works just as well for regulating breathing for meditation or sleep.
Spring. It has been a long time since I've had a northern spring. Spring in Texas is about 3 weeks long, consisting of bluebonnets everywhere, then some Indian Paint flowers, then segueing into evening primrose and assorted DYFs. The temperature fluctuates between 60 and 90, with intermittent drizzle. Spring up here is a much longer and bigger deal. There are cherry trees in bloom, and zillions of apple trees (some of them may be pear trees; I will admit that from a distance, I cannot tell the difference between one white-flowered fruit tree and another.) And forsythia everywhere. And now the dogwoods are starting up, a much deeper pink than the cherries. The apple/pear trees are everywhere, including highway shoulders and medians, corners of very urban blocks downtown, and front lawns from the city to the suburbs. But it's mostly the forsythia that says spring to me. When I was growing up on LI, the forsythia was EVERYWHERE in the spring. And if you break off a branch and stick it in the ground somewhere, chances are it will take root and then you'll have more forsythia!!
It doesn't look like we'll make it to Austin for S's birthday - the idea of air travel before I'm fully healed is way too scary. Carrying luggage, and bumping into things, and the diseases carried by the poorly-recycled air in the planes, and luggage falling out of the overhead bins when they're opened, plus carrying all the supplies with us - noooooo, I don't think so. So it will have to wait till fall, since I'm certainly not going back to Texas anytime between May and September! So maybe late October...
Today's random observation: Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young has the same number of syllables as Om mane padme hum and works just as well for regulating breathing for meditation or sleep.
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Date: 2006-04-12 01:13 am (UTC)~~~
damn yellow flowers?
CSN&Y=Om mane padme hum=LOL!!!!
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Date: 2006-04-12 08:16 am (UTC)exactly - botanists' term of art for the great many dandelionish flowers that can't be told apart species by species unless you look at their innards. Related to the birders' term LBJs, for Little Brown Jobbies.
CSNY=ommmmmm
Date: 2006-04-12 02:05 am (UTC)