Wednesday, October 26, 2016

Looming weather report...

Miserable weather today, - no, I shouldn't say that.
A warm, rainy day that may have got everyone wet
but was a good excuse to dig out the umbrella in this dry and arid country,
 and slop along in the puddles

However, the trees and the hills were sombre and misty.

and the clouds hung low along the river bottom.


I had cards to mail - great grandson has a Halloween birthday and a great-great niece recently married.  I scooped up the camera and my Ipad as I left for the post office, and duties done there I headed the car south to the river, where the sun was blessing the trees with 
the most glorious golden  aura.

Old haunts with my darling, and I had a little conversation with him about how the early fall was so dry, and the leaves so drab, but the rain has renewed their palette to its usual brilliance.

Today I went singing, somewhat saddened by the sudden and unexpected passing of one of our most friendly and kind choir members.

Tonight I have been looming, - sleying that lovely narrow silken scarf through the reed.  Shall I go back and finish it before I go to bed??

I am tempted....

Monday, October 24, 2016

Fridge Wisdom

ABC Wednesday
October 26, 2016

The letter is P for PRAYER/POEM

Here is one that lives its life attached to the front of my fridge!!

LET me do my work each day, and if the darkened hours of despair overcome me,
may I not forget the strength that comforted me in the desolation of other times.

MAY I still remember the bright hours that found me walking over the silent hills of my
childhood, or dreaming on the margin of the quiet river, when the light glowed within me, 
and I promised my early God to have courage amid the tempests of the changing years.

SPARE me from bitterness and from the sharp passions of unguarded moments.

MAY I not forget that poverty and riches are of the spirit.

THOUGH the world know me not, may my thoughts and actions be such as shall 
keep me friendly with myself.

LIFT my eyes from the earth, and let me not forget the uses of the stars.

FORBID that I should judge others, lest I condemn myself.

LET me not follow the clamor of the world, but walk calmly in my path.

GIVE me a few friends who will love me for what I am; 
and keep ever burning before my vagrant steps the kindly light of hope.

AND though age and infirmity overtake me, 
and I come not within sight of the castle of my dreams, 
teach me still to be thankful for life, 
and for time's olden memories that are good and sweet;

AND may the evening's twilight find me gentle still.

Max Erhmann

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Sunday, October 23, 2016

Sunday, the 23rd of October.

Another gorgeous day weatherwise, but as dusk falls and Bruce and I go walking, we note that the trees have lost the glow they had during the sunny hours, and have been saddened to that sombre melancholy that haunts us in the fall, sometimes.

The clouds have gathered and covered the blue of the sky and we can expect a rainy night. And that is just fine as the aquifer in this semi desert country is in need of being refreshed after a long, hot summer.

Church was confusing because of a mix-up in bulletins and the first Sunday with our "dedicated" priest...we are a Worshipping Community here, attached to St. Saviours in Penticton, and we welcome  someone who will visit our aging congregation and care facilities.  It was humorous, too, in that Kim (new priest) is a great people person with a marvelous sense of humour.  Uplifting!!  We talked about the Tax Collector and the Self-Righteous Pharisee and their counterparts in the modern world....

By the time I had attended to my Altar duties everyone had left, and the flowers which were given to us after a funeral tea reception still needed a home.  So I brought them along with me.....

After a bit of lunch and a little R and R (I think I closed my eyes awhile) I took a dip into Mary Oliver's new book of beautiful and thoughtful essays, "Upstream" in which she takes us into the natural world which she always describes with such love, and caring, and beauty.

And then I went to inspect that poor begotten warp that was so long on the loom and has such a plethora of mistakes and dropped threads.  But still beautiful after I machine-washed it..

...and cut it into the appropriate pieces,

pressed them, ironed up the hems and folded them

...and now you can't see all the errors because they are cunningly hidden in the folds!

I will cherish them, and the memories of all those blasted knots I tied,
and I will use them in my own kitchen.

By the time I did all this it was supper time, and now it is time to go and
make a cup of hot chocolate and see what's on Netflix!!!

Saturday, October 22, 2016

Up Dating

I have been waiting these last few months, poignantly,

waiting for Inspiration to come to call.

But she, it seems, has other fish to fry....

It has become apparent that unless I want Daybyday to fade away, - 
kept alive only by weekly posts to
ABC Wednesday,
then drastic action is called for.

Well, this is not really drastic action;
just a promise to myself to record each day
as it happens,
and no better time to start than NOW...

So what happened on this really beautiful autumn day!!!

The trees glowed, the sun shone and the sky was that brilliant blue
that only October indulges in.

While I had breakfast I poured over an old Handwoven  magazine
I had come across while making order out of chaos last week -
filing more than thirty years of Handwoven with my eye
cast out for an exciting new warp to put on the loom, -

there being only about fifteen inches left to weave
on that old warp which has clung to the loom now for almost a year.
The dummy warp wherein I chose to  tie three hundred or so
knots from it to the warp-before-it - thinking that I was
saving time threading through heddles and reed.

A lovely idea when you are young and lithe, but an eater up of
time and patience when your fingers have lost their dexterity.

I finished weaving the old warp;  just for a moment
Inspiration passed by and planted a seed....

As a consequence I am starting to wind the warp for a lacy silk scarf
with a gorgeous stash of fine silk I fell heir to many years ago
when a weaving friend died at 95.

After lunch I went to the church to set up the altar and the communion
for Eucharist tomorrow.
This time I remembered to take my music with me, and spent an hour
at the organ, whose stops were all askew and need fixing.

I don't have a lot of opportunities to play the organ any more.
Mainly funerals, where people ask for me especially.
Sometimes I wish the regular organist would share her duties with me,
but I know she believes she is lessening the burden
for an old lady!!!!

In my email today a sweet picture from a friend who hikes in the hills

reminded me of the Downy Woodpecker
that haunts the evergreens bordering my fenceline
and tap, tap, taps for bugs and slugs.

That's all for today!

Monday, October 17, 2016

Obernkitchen Children's Choir

ABC Wednesday
October 19th, 2016


In Germany the Obernkirchen Children's Choir
is called
Schaumburger Marchensanger. 

translated as Schaumburger's Fairy Tale Singers.

The choir was founded by Edith Moller and Ema Pielsticker in 1949
for war orphans.

The choir received an invitation to participate
in the "international Eisteddfod" 
a choir competition in Llangollen, Wales.

They won first prize!

In 1953 a BBC radio broadcast of the choir's winning performance
of the song
Der frohliche Wanderer (The Happy Wanderer)
at the Llangollen International Musical Eisteddfod
turned the song into an instant hit.

It stayed on the UK Singles Chart for 
twenty-eight consecutive weeks.

They made two appearances on the Ed Sullivan Show 
in 1964 and 1966.

The choir still exists today 
with new generations of singers continuing the work of its pioneers

The Old Steam Train
recorded in 1974

and a more challenging piece of music
by Rossini

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Monday, October 10, 2016

Nigel Kennedy

ABC Wednesday
October 12  2016

The letter is N for Nigel Kennedy

Before David Garrett

there was Nigel Kennedy

and although both of them are fabulous violinists

I know each note of  Nigel Kennedy

and Tchaikovsky's Violin Concerto in D Major
 (which I believe he recorded before 
he stopped for a period
making public appearances).

Anyway, I have had this CD for many long years
and the notes have wafted through the house
while I did dishes, made beds,
swept the floor, and all the other things 
home makers do....

at the same time I was listening to his marvelous recording
of Vivaldi's Four Seasons, which added to his fame and reputation.

Both Garrett and Kennedy are inclined to exotic clothing
and exotic hair styles, but their music is heavenly.

I found a Youtube recording that gives testament 
to Nigel Kennedy's versatility,
wherein Bach flows into Jazz...


But more poignant is this lovely
spine chilling rendition of
Danny Boy

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Tuesday, October 04, 2016

M for Mariachi Music

ABC Wednesday
October 5th, 2016

The letter is M for Mariachi Music

Mariachi is a genre of music that originated
in the State of Jalisco, 
in Western Mexico.

It is an integration of stringed instruments influenced by the cultural impacts
 of the historical development of Western Mexico, and throughout the history
of mariachi musicians have experimented with
brass, wind and percussion instruments.

The Mariachi ensemble generally consists of violins, trumpets, a
classical guitar, a vihueta (high pitched five string guitar)
a guitarron (large acoustic bass) and sometimes a harp or two.

The original Mariachi were street musicians, or buskers.

Now they dress in silver studded charro outfits with wide brimmed hats and many
are professional entertainers doing paid gigs.

The term "Mariachi" is said to be an adaption of the French word for marriage
as this type of musical formation used to play at such events.

Here is a stirring example of this music that
has become emblematic of Mexican music...


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