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This afternoon, I watched a master class that's part of our university's annual Musicking conference - it's mostly about early (baroque) music, and the violinists were playing something catchy that sounded rather like Vivaldi, so I asked in the chat who it was. Well. The composer was named Giovanni Antonio Piani, and he's so obscure that he doesn't have an English Wikipedia page (though I did find a German one), and it turned out that the pieces we were hearing had been lost. They'd never been recorded, and no one has performed them in like 250 years, and our guest of honor had rediscovered them! Tomorrow he'll talk about that, I think.
Meanwhile, DG was very excited because they'd found a house they want to make an offer on! It's on a particularly nice street near our municipal golf course, a street on which I know at least three households of their potential neighbors. He's eager to come talk to us about it tomorrow (J. having returned safely tonight), and he wanted me to go take a look at it. Well, the house number is 2670, but I thought it was 2760, so although I walked right past the house in question, I thought it was a different house. I did notice the house at 2676, which looks like an earthquake disaster in the making (not just the deck but much of the living space being supported by simple beams/posts). So I should go back tomorrow to see the actual house they might try to buy. The neighborhood is nicer than ours and I wouldn't be surprised if it goes for far above the asking price.
One nice thing about looking for the house is that I finally explored a little spur of street at the end, which I've wondered about for years. It leads right up to an entrance to the far side of the golf course! There were wildflowers and nice paths. The less nice thing about looking for the house is that when I was in the golf course it started to rain moderately hard, and I had three blocks to walk to my car. Oh well.
Meanwhile, DG was very excited because they'd found a house they want to make an offer on! It's on a particularly nice street near our municipal golf course, a street on which I know at least three households of their potential neighbors. He's eager to come talk to us about it tomorrow (J. having returned safely tonight), and he wanted me to go take a look at it. Well, the house number is 2670, but I thought it was 2760, so although I walked right past the house in question, I thought it was a different house. I did notice the house at 2676, which looks like an earthquake disaster in the making (not just the deck but much of the living space being supported by simple beams/posts). So I should go back tomorrow to see the actual house they might try to buy. The neighborhood is nicer than ours and I wouldn't be surprised if it goes for far above the asking price.
One nice thing about looking for the house is that I finally explored a little spur of street at the end, which I've wondered about for years. It leads right up to an entrance to the far side of the golf course! There were wildflowers and nice paths. The less nice thing about looking for the house is that when I was in the golf course it started to rain moderately hard, and I had three blocks to walk to my car. Oh well.