I have finished another book. A Fold in the Tent of the Sky by Michael Hale (355 pp). Interesting. A series of plays on paradox ... There's a group who hires people with psychic abilities to do spying of sorts for folks willing to pay big bucks for obscure information. One of the psychics figures out how to materialize corporally in distant places ... and in the past. So he goes around changing things (first change was to prevent Sharon Tate from being murdered by Charles Manson -- clearly that character has some personality issues). The first time someone changes things, folks at the institute catch it, and remember two time lines... but soon only one person left remembers both time lines. The interplay of multiple time lines, and the ripple effects of the changes he makes are interesting.
Day 5 Report -
This was mostly a lazy day, but it did include a fun surprise for the girls. Little did they know that while they were off horse-back riding, Mom and I went to Woodsound Studios and picked up a rental cello for them to try. Sunday, they head their first lesson from Mom:
C, having taken violin in 4th grade, has a bit of an advantage. She's already got the concept of the bow-hold generally, and has adapted to the cello bow-hold quite nicely. She's working on playing a scale already!
J is learning how to hold the bow, and how to move it across the strings. She's having lots of fun.
Both of them will have a "real" cello lesson with a phenomenal cello teacher, Myles Jordan, on Wednesday afternoon.
Day 6 - Monday
C has sailing lessons this week. For reasons I cannot comprehend, J has NO interest in this activity, so she'll be hanging out with Mom and me in the mornings. There was a bit of a snafu finding the class, but C was patient and happy just watching the water.
J was a bit more active about waiting... and just had to stick her toes in
While C was learning all the ropes for sailing, the rest of us went off shopping and bought some new clothes at a nifty store called Mexacali Blues. It was a successful adventure for Mom, and J and me!
The afternoon included lunch, a trip to Biscay Pond for a bit of a splash, then grocery shopping, and getting ready for an evening of wonderful music with the Daponte String Quartet. Those of you who are compulsive link clickers will have noticed that Myles Jordan is in the Daponte String Quartet... we feel pretty special and spoiled that way.
The girls weren't as up for music as they'd thought -- likely because the concert started with some esoteric Prokofiev -- so we left at intermission. I'd have been sorely disappointed to miss the second half, but Mom and I are going again ... this time in Freeport.
Tomorrow: more sailing, a knitting update, and just maybe -- alpacas???