It’s Friday evening. I have spent the day indoors save for a journey to the Central West End for a brunch with one of my most amazing students.
And this afternoon, after I got the office cleaned and did some laundry, and in between coachings of two senior students at the Kawai in my front hall, I set about composing.
With little effort and high spirits, I have set today two
Sara Teasdale texts, “Tree of Life” and “The Coin.”
I shall sing both of these a week from tonight on the Webster University faculty composers concert.
I suppose it’s a good thing that I’m actually writing them this weekend . . . .
Tomorrow should find me with one more of these to go. All three are linked by a simple motive. And all three are with oboe!
This is my first stab at art song, at secular composition (although I’ve made plenty of arrangements), and at working with solo voice and solo instrument. I’m having fun!
Wednesday, after dark, in the crush of grocery shopping before Thanksgiving. In the check-out line at Schnucks in Webster Groves. The kid who is bagging my groceries notices the four pounds of apples.
“Are you making apple pie?”
Then the cashier: “I have no idea how to make one.”
I start spouting off the recipe as taught by Mom and G-ma and Aunt Esther, and as still practiced by my sister Karen.
The cashier: “You have that written down somewhere?”
Yes, I do.
And here it is, both
as printable PDF and as a pic:
3 lbs of apples. 3 dishwasher loads. 9 kitchen towels. Multiple lbs of turkey. 1 turkey neck plus onion and celery and bay leaf, all boiled for stock for gravy. 3 lbs of new potatoes. Loads of green beans. And of course a batch of cheese grits.
And 7 happy voices around the table.
This was my Thanksgiving, as friends and a couple of students enjoyed a Thanksgiving feast & fellowship.
Kevin smoked a turkey.
And while the turkey doesn’t look like much here, it was heavenly.
Robert and Natalie, two out-of-state freshman student orphans. I think they enjoyed themselves.
The table before the feast.
C’est moi, before the meal.
Just before blowing out the candles after clearing up.