My parents always believed that musical education was important. Still do, I imagine. I was an early pupil for such social instruments as the chanter (which could have grown in to bagpipes, in my little fingers had grown more quickly). I took to drums like, well, a drummer. The fiddle still hangs around, trying to shame me. And then, there’s the guitar.
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Pardon me for playing the nostalgic card, but this evening I’m enjoying the memories from a concert that I never attended. Too young, too poor, all the usual reasons for missing THE show of a lifetime.
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Today we put ourselves in overdrive. Lots to see, lots to do, miles to drive before we sleep, etc. Life with purpose.
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The first day of a new week, and the chance to have a face-to-face with a new face from Facebook. Building your community, one step at a time. Also, the chance to catch up on community news. Not much new, but maybe next week. Then, breakfast in Fortune, at the Sheltered Cove Cafe. For a hungry camper, this is as good as it gets in the forenoon
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Cue the music (one of the 1494 versions of Fly Me To The Moon) and sit back for an entire day of remembering. Yes, forty years have gone by, and my chances of getting a lift up there for a peek aren’t very strong. I’ll carry on.
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No wonder I feel like there’s a cloud over my head. I just took a look at the computerized weather records that I’m keeping, and so far this month we’ve had rain on 14 out of 18 days. Maybe I’m be happier if I grew rice for a living, or was responsible for maintaining a tropical forest, but that’s not the case.
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In anticipation of days (and nights) in the womb known as the family automobile, I’ve been preparing what used to be known as “mix tapes”. Technology has moved along, and the medium of choice will be CD with MP3, but the music selection is as important as ever. To provide a randomness, I’ve changed my source.
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Part of the pleasure of getting up early is the serenade of the birds. Around here, we have a number of enthusiastic doves, a small communal chorus of robins and the occasional grackle (who can imitate the others when at a loss for new material). In other places (yes Charlottetown, we have heard your cry all the way up here), crows provide the morning wakeup. In certain rural areas, the cocky rooster or the meandering gander are ready to sound off at any opportunity. Birds, as close to nature as it gets here in the big city.
For the musical among us, instruments are fun to have around. In fact, one of those odd quotes that has stuck with me through the years mentions that “the one with the most instruments wins”. There are a few around this house, but there’s always room for one more. Today, an impulse purchase added that “one more”.
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It’s fun to finally put a name to a face. Or rather, a face to a name. This morning, still in long weekend mode, I watched several hours of documentary footage about heavy metal music. Come on, we all need to know more about the logos and hand signs and power chords.
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