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Jan. 5th, 2016 09:02 pmSaturday night my cell phone rang, and the screen said it was Mary, one of my best friends in Vermont. When I answered, though, it was her lovely college-age daughter Sarah. Sarah told me that her grandmother was dying; Mary had asked her to call me and ask me to play for the funeral. I said yes, of course.
Sunday morning Sarah texted me that her grandmother had in fact died during the night. This morning I drove up to Vermont, and practiced for 2 hours; the funeral is tomorrow morning. While it is a sad occasion, it is also a chance to see my daughter and many friends, and I'm enjoying the time away from home.
What is really amazing, though, is just making music on a wonderful instrument in a wonderful acoustic. I'm thinking of planning a day to come up here and just play- a mini music retreat.
It's an especially good thing I came in today. No one had noticed that someone had accidentally turned off the heat in the sanctuary, and it's going down to zero tonight.
Sunday morning Sarah texted me that her grandmother had in fact died during the night. This morning I drove up to Vermont, and practiced for 2 hours; the funeral is tomorrow morning. While it is a sad occasion, it is also a chance to see my daughter and many friends, and I'm enjoying the time away from home.
What is really amazing, though, is just making music on a wonderful instrument in a wonderful acoustic. I'm thinking of planning a day to come up here and just play- a mini music retreat.
It's an especially good thing I came in today. No one had noticed that someone had accidentally turned off the heat in the sanctuary, and it's going down to zero tonight.
