"in the end it mattered not that you could not close your mind. it was your heart that saved you." —j.k. rowling
Lonely Guitars and other stories
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It's raining, and I haven't got a lot of words today. Just a number of random thoughts.
1. After three years without faithful playing, I was so lonely for my guitar this week that I finally prioritized setting it up on a stand in a closet, where Maia can't get her naughty little claws and teeth into it. Turns out, it seems to have missed me, too. We had a good time with my Nynaeve song and a little Sophie B. Hawkins and Garth Brooks before my no-longer-callused fingers started screeching at me.
2. Nothing has gone particularly wrong this week, yet somehow I've been disproportionately anxious about everything. And distracted, and nervous, and unfocused. I'm drinking chamomile tea instead of coffee today, hoping that helps.
3. I discovered this week that all three of my supposed red currant bushes are actually jostaberries. I tried a jostaberry last year and was most definitely not impressed, but maybe there'll be something I can do with the fruit. It would hurt to pull out such happy, flourishing bushes. But Mom plans to give me some red currants, which I am glad about, because they have loads of pectin and make lovely jelly and jam.
4. Meanwhile, Mom and I went start shopping the other day, and I came home with leeks, artichokes, chamomile, snap peas, and a columbine. On top of the fern and flax and parsnips and tomatoes she gave me. It is unfortunately too wet to take pictures outdoors, but ahh, baby plants. I love them so much.
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Music of the week: in honor of Madeleine L'Engle's The Young Unicorns, which I reviewed this week and which contained a scene where the protagonist played this piece, here's the English horn solo from the prelude to the third act of Wagner's Tristan and Isolde. It's beautifully played here by Jose Antonio Masmano.
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I feel your pain - I'm having a week of 'not wrong, but not right either' feelings..I don't know what or why I feel the disquiet, but it's there, hovering...I'm hoping good tea and spring-time activities can help us both!ReplyDelete
Enjoy your guitar this weekend!!!
Ah, hovering disquiet... one of my least favorite things. Hope you had a relaxing weekend with lots of tea and spring, as I did. :)Delete
The fruit of the jostaberries can be used to attract birds which will then give Maia countless hours of entertainment. :)ReplyDelete
It's been a slow week for me. Monday evening through most of Tuesday the Nebraska Panhandle was shut down by a blizzard. The rest of the week has just been slow without a lot of motivation to do things. Although I have done some preparation work for an adult information class that will start next week. Otherwise it's been a matter of watching hard working cats sleep.
HAHA. Yes, although Maia makes a dreadful chirping noise when she sees birds. It gives me some serious creeps.Delete
I don't envy you that blizzard, although it's a good way to not have to go anywhere, which is sometimes awfully nice. Hope some of those cats slept on your lap so you stayed warm. :)