Sunday morning

I have decided I am not a fan of starlings. They are mean and pushy. But I’m adoring the Downy woodpeckers that are feeding on the suet hanging from the dogwood. 9.30 a.m. —Nelson has had a much-needed bath. He tolerates the kitchen sink quite well. And the little guy has learned sit and stay.

My view

Here’s what the iPad sees when sitting on the piano music rack: A mash of music, etude books, the ring light stand, and hand sanitizer! COVID times indeed.

Birding

In my garden at the suet feeder:

#TBT: February 2000

I was on the academic climb, and being published in refereed journals was a primary aim. Over the period of a couple of years, I had numerous reviews published in the Choral Journal, the peer-reviewed publication of the American Choral Directors Association. While I did have one article published, most of my contributions were invited

#1

Happiness is vaccination #1.

On Rising

I was loafing in bed the other morning, before Nelson decided to remind me of his go-outdoor needs. And this poem slowly took shape. On Rising Stretch.In the east, daylight drives away the dark night.In my mind, I race up the rainbow ridgeto survey what this day may bring. Stretch.My faithful Nelson stretches too, forelegs

Kitchen creations

Recent meals . . . .

Fleurs

My friend Andy, who adopted Auggie nearly two years ago, has in the midst of the pandemic started his own flower business. I read in the New York Times that flowers have become one of the more important self-care items over the last year. Now I’ve always enjoyed having fresh flowers in the house, but

JoAnne

My stepmother, JoAnne, met the Lord in person this week. One might say, I suppose, that she had met him in person decades ago, and this was the just the first non-virtual sighting. As one of her cousins said on Facebook, “The principles, integrity, grit & fearlessness she lived by had a major impact on

In Morocco

I’ve been playing with Zoom backgrounds this week as I live my employed life on line. Here’s Morocco from Thursday: Other days this week? I spent Ash Wednesday outside of Westminster Abbey, and afternoon/evening voice lessons with the Eiffel Tower over my shoulder at sunset. Monday was Prague: These locales are better than this in