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More Summer
Jul. 10th, 2019 08:05 amNot quite as hot as it was, but still summer. Considering that it's July, I"m OK with that.
Sunday the FCB played at FoxRun. After having parking issues for the last few years, this year FR had guides telling us where to park. (Apparently, some lazy FCB folk were parking on the street or in resident spots, rather than the designated visitor parking farther away.) There were still a couple of problems - there weren't spots in the loading area for a late arriving percussionist (with a drum set) or the librarian, so they had to park elsewhere. As I was leaving, I saw that two of the spots in the loading area had been occupied by able-bodied clarinet players. Thanks, lazy people.
The concert itself went well, which is what really matters. Monday's rehearsal was sight reading a few things for fall, and announcements. I spent more time commuting than I did playing.
Tuesday I went off to Fowlerville for a LCCB performance. The downtown park there is quite nice. They put us in the picnic pavilion, and open sided pavilions with tall pointy roofs do weird things to sound. I think it would have sounded better had we set up in the park, but that's very much Not My Circus. I was home before dark, as Fowlerville is less than half an hour away if I go back roads. Twisty-turny back roads, to be sure -- the turn-by-turn map gave me 16 actual road changing turns in a 22-mile trip, not counting getting out of the subdivision. There's swampy bits and forest between here and Fowlerville, too, so there are a lot of curves and hills.
I'm still trying to decide whether I'll be going up for the Annual Picnic. I haven't been in a few years dues to schedule conflicts (and J's car). Last year, J said that he was trying to cut down on the amount of stuff he hauled up, and maybe WE could take my car, depending on scheduling. The various schedules came out, and hey, look, I don't have the end-of-season FCB concert the Monday after the picnic. But J decided that we were going to go up the Saturday before (without asking me or even looking at the calendar), and I do have a gig the Monday before the picnic. So rather than change his plans and come up Tuesday with me, J says "well, I'll go up Saturday, and you can come later". Erm. right. Not what I had in mind, yanno? If I'd wanted to go to the AP solo, I could have any time in the last four years, and left on Sunday rather than hanging around into Monday.
I finished weeding around the lilac+lilies in the front yard. Later today, I'll go cut the edge around the geranium+forsythia bed. That will probably take me a week to finish weeding. The roses we transplanted last spring have begun flowering. There will be at least a few flowers from now until September, if past history is any indication.
I think I heard a frog last night.
Sunday the FCB played at FoxRun. After having parking issues for the last few years, this year FR had guides telling us where to park. (Apparently, some lazy FCB folk were parking on the street or in resident spots, rather than the designated visitor parking farther away.) There were still a couple of problems - there weren't spots in the loading area for a late arriving percussionist (with a drum set) or the librarian, so they had to park elsewhere. As I was leaving, I saw that two of the spots in the loading area had been occupied by able-bodied clarinet players. Thanks, lazy people.
The concert itself went well, which is what really matters. Monday's rehearsal was sight reading a few things for fall, and announcements. I spent more time commuting than I did playing.
Tuesday I went off to Fowlerville for a LCCB performance. The downtown park there is quite nice. They put us in the picnic pavilion, and open sided pavilions with tall pointy roofs do weird things to sound. I think it would have sounded better had we set up in the park, but that's very much Not My Circus. I was home before dark, as Fowlerville is less than half an hour away if I go back roads. Twisty-turny back roads, to be sure -- the turn-by-turn map gave me 16 actual road changing turns in a 22-mile trip, not counting getting out of the subdivision. There's swampy bits and forest between here and Fowlerville, too, so there are a lot of curves and hills.
I'm still trying to decide whether I'll be going up for the Annual Picnic. I haven't been in a few years dues to schedule conflicts (and J's car). Last year, J said that he was trying to cut down on the amount of stuff he hauled up, and maybe WE could take my car, depending on scheduling. The various schedules came out, and hey, look, I don't have the end-of-season FCB concert the Monday after the picnic. But J decided that we were going to go up the Saturday before (without asking me or even looking at the calendar), and I do have a gig the Monday before the picnic. So rather than change his plans and come up Tuesday with me, J says "well, I'll go up Saturday, and you can come later". Erm. right. Not what I had in mind, yanno? If I'd wanted to go to the AP solo, I could have any time in the last four years, and left on Sunday rather than hanging around into Monday.
I finished weeding around the lilac+lilies in the front yard. Later today, I'll go cut the edge around the geranium+forsythia bed. That will probably take me a week to finish weeding. The roses we transplanted last spring have begun flowering. There will be at least a few flowers from now until September, if past history is any indication.
I think I heard a frog last night.
