Garden portrait, Saturday, July 29, 2017.
Auggie and I went to the Grand Basin in Forest Park on Saturday evening, to attempt to learn some things about light and reflection and the Canon camera.
Auggie marred the evening by deciding to tussle with a wee little doggie. Augustus Rex is a massive alpha when other canines are involved. And once he gets sight of another dog, he is beyond anything but corporal control. Alas.
Well, I’ve had a full week of ‘vacation.’
And yes, I’ve rested from my usual labours. But the daily tasks, and the catch-up tasks, continue.
- dog washed and trimmed
- garden in good shape, with elephant ears split and more annuals in various pots
- yummy Asian chicken salad made and devoured
- at-home office desk purged of piles
- monologues memorized and rehearsed for an audition
- travel home from NYC
- dry cleaning delivered, collected, and stored
- lessons taught and coachings given
- music composed, and new-to-me songs read and digested
- cooking shows watched and enjoyed (and let the weekly menu planning commence)
- photos taken and new sites scouted
- Independence Day duly celebrated with a movie and then some grilled meat
- laundry accomplished; bedsheets changed; bathroom scoured
- fresh Gerber daisies placed in one of two favorite vases, and adorning the living room
- new cast albums heard and enjoyed (mostly)
- cake made and most eaten now
- dog walked more times than I can remember
The list could go on and on, and doesn’t seem like much other than daily life, but living a daily life away from the office for a couple of weeks is a delight!
Pic of Auggie post-grooming:
The end of another school year is here.
After Commencement Saturday, I spent the afternoon cleaning, mowing, scrubbing the dirt and pollen from the front porch, and generally being spring-clean productive. Tasks deferred for weeks were on the day’s agenda, and continue to be for a few more days.
Busy semesters come screeching to a sudden halt. We finish classes, start juries and finals, and then suddenly I’m putting on full regalia for a commencement ceremony. Hugs, a few tears, scores of smiles, kind words . . . And then silence.
The cycle is ever the same, and ever new.
Meanwhile, in my own little neighborhood, the folks in the house immediately north of me are moving out, and the landlord is moving in. And the house to the south of me sold last week, with the new young couple moving in directly (he’s in the M.D./Ph.D. program at Washington University, so they’ll be here for a while).
Things change at home too.
I’ve finished my ninth year at Webster University. We’ve added eight new members to the full-time faculty in that time. This year we programmed and hosted 178 events in total. We’ve mourned one death and celebrated five retirements over the last nine years. And we’ve educated hundreds of music majors, and introduced two new degree programs to the mix.
And now summer begins. I have stacks of books to read. A bit less travel to do than in some other summers. Sunny mornings and long evenings to enjoy. Two shows to in (June and August). Three days a week at the office, at most. At least 20 cultural events on my agenda this summer here in the area.
And a cute dog to love on.