I just heard a kid (looks to be an older teen) tell another “This is a Japanese Maple. Ja-pa-nese Ma-ple,” he pronounced slowly, holding a branch from our tree in the front. He then said, with a bit of awe, “It’s 200 to 300 years old.”
We planted that tree in the 80s. 🙂
It was rather cute and made me smile on what is a somewhat dull Saturday.
I’m not sure why, but I’m exhausted. Probably because I had gotten used to having no work, and I just finished up with three days in a row of three hour rehearsals for opera. I love love LOVE being back to work. I love the joy music brings. I love the beautiful music in this. But I do get used to laziness. True, I’ve been teaching, but it’s not taxing in quite the same way as the pages and pages of music. Especially as this opera is new to us. We are all quite used to Boheme, Tosca, Butterfly … and as tiring as those might be to play, they don’t require the concentration that this currently requires. After all, I have to count measures of rest! I’m looking forward to reaching the point when that isn’t necessary any longer. Not that I ever fully trust myself to not count them … but I like knowing that even if I didn’t I’d be okay with the next entrance!
Here’s another snippet of the opera, this time used in the movie “A Room With A View” … go to 3:13 to begin and of course the wonderful kiss at 5:56, cut short by Charlotte …
Oh this does make me want to see that movie again!