I have a life long friend who plays the cello. We used to laugh about the beaver shots when the school orchestra performed before the student body because those dresses back in the mid 70s were dang short. I love the cello. It makes such a heart achingly, plaintive sound. This video features one of my favorite pieces, La Berceuse de Jocelyn.
I think it's a excerpt of the same recording I've got in my collection.
I wish it was the whole song, but I couldn't find any other fully orchestral recordings on you tube with the cello playing the solo, but, coincidentally, the video is of a West Texas sunset.
And apparently, the cello is much more versatile than plain ol plaintive. Check out these loco guys.
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Friday, June 25, 2010
Ho Hum
Sometimes I wish I could sleep around the clock.
I never seriously considered cosmetic surgery until recently. The past 3 years are showing. I have never been a great beauty but I am vain enough to really hate having to look in the mirror now.
With my luck I'd end up looking worse than I already do.
I no longer look young for my age. It's another by product of grief, I think.
It's just one of those days.
Grandson's all-star team's loss last night ended the season. I'm going to miss going to the games, but at the same time there is some relief that it's over.
Tonight I'm attending a going away party for some friends who are moving to Plainview.
There's a big outting planned for my birthday next month to pub crawl in the Stockyards. I don't think it was specifically planned for my birthday, but rather that was just a convenient date for some of the out of town attendees. I am looking forward to it but I am going to be the only single person in our group, which sucks. It may be a good night to pretend I'm someone else.
I never seriously considered cosmetic surgery until recently. The past 3 years are showing. I have never been a great beauty but I am vain enough to really hate having to look in the mirror now.
With my luck I'd end up looking worse than I already do.
I no longer look young for my age. It's another by product of grief, I think.
It's just one of those days.
Grandson's all-star team's loss last night ended the season. I'm going to miss going to the games, but at the same time there is some relief that it's over.
Tonight I'm attending a going away party for some friends who are moving to Plainview.
There's a big outting planned for my birthday next month to pub crawl in the Stockyards. I don't think it was specifically planned for my birthday, but rather that was just a convenient date for some of the out of town attendees. I am looking forward to it but I am going to be the only single person in our group, which sucks. It may be a good night to pretend I'm someone else.
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Okay,
it IS a bull snake, right? I didn't kill him because I hate killing things and because I would have had to step over him to get into the building where my hoe is stored. {{{SHIVER}}}} He didn't have a rattle and his head wasn't shaped like an arrow so I don't think he's poisonous. (I was not as close to him as it looks like I was, but I WAS closer than it was comfortable to be.)
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
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