Flowers and sunlight and …
… a tasty beverage!
My brother Douglas and his wife Robin came to my concert last night and brought me these perfect roses. I’m not sure if the picture really conveys their color, which is this lovely peachy red that I’ve never seen before.
Our director graded our performance, and weirdly, he gave us an “A” for the one piece I thought we completely destroyed (the Gorecki Totus Tuus). Maybe it was just me and the people around me? It was so horribly flat I wanted to die. (Not a comment on me or the people around me, by the way. We are fabulous. It just happens sometimes.) The lowest mark we got was a B+ for the opening Bach piece. I agree with him there. There was something lackluster about it. Our hearts weren’t in it or something. We’ll do better today.