… my heart skipped a beat, just as the writer’s heart did when she read something else.

It is really something, how many people Lorraine Hunt Lieberson touched, you know?

And then life goes on for the rest of us. Reeds must be made. (No, I’ve been a very naughty girl!) Practicing should be done. (Yes, I’ve done this.) Jobs will be played. (Yay for tomorrow, although I hear it’ll be mighty hot.) Students have been and will be taught. (Moving backward, I had two this morning, one each on the past two days, four on Wednesday and three on Tuesday; it’s been a wonderful teaching week, and next week another student returns from her hiatus.) The new studio is so great for everyone concerned. I can’t believe I took this long to get it set up, but I’m slow that way.

Along with all of this I’ve been visiting with my family. My “Germany brother” (what I tend to call him when I tell friends of his arrival so he’s not confused with the “Brooklyn brother”) was here this past week with some of his family. It was great to see them all, along with my parents and sister (those three live right here in town). It was especially fun to go up to the ballpark and watch the Giants win a game yesterday with some of the gang. (But please don’s ask me about today’s game results. Sigh.)

Now it’s feet up time. I’m a weary girl, as I’ve continued to work on the studio to get it just right.
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