In the morning:
It's a Saturday morning. Does thinking it, saying it, writing it, deepen the impression, the preciousness of it?
Does documenting that there is morning light on the wings of a white bird over the waters of the Pacific, that the horizon has a low quilted band of gray soft clouds and the waters that have already melted in the morning's sun are floating up into the short blue waves of a promising sky....does that deepen the impression for me? It is Saturday. Yes.
Our first practice....
We are practicing music much lately. It is hard to describe the mix of music...a group of people centered around an oud player... lots of original compositions from the oudist and the guitarist...
The violin player studies Egyptian style. I am playing my flute. A lovely keyboardist came to practice the other night...I hope she will come back. We are in preparation for a December 15th event...more on that later.
I have soup in the crock pot and we ate broccoli for lunch...trying to eat like grown ups once in a while to not let too many of the Christmas sweets that keep appearing here and there take control of us.
Time to go! Happy Saturday afternoon and evening to you.