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When I went to campus a couple months ago to talk with my friend SDH, she invited me to a concert today, an amateur performance by the string quartet she plays with (four faculty women), with a pianist so they could play the Mozart piano quintet. Their usual first violinist had injured her hand, though, so Delgani's violist Kim agreed to play (probably all professional violists can play violin). Earlier this week, though, Kim had COVID, so the performance might have been... very interesting, as it's unlikely someone could substitute for her with so little warning.
But it was fine. My favorite parts were the short piano pieces played at the beginning by the pianist, and the Danish folksong string quartets played by the string quartet. Kim was there, playing with energy and confidence (though she sure looked wiped out afterwards; she had done too much yesterday). My friend JH, who knows both the pianist and SDH, found me in the lobby, and we sat together. She had just burnt her hand on hot oil, and when she unwrapped it afterwards to show a nurse friend, the blister was like 2" long and 1/2" wide. It must have been so painful!
The other noteworthy thing about today is that our poor Ajani is undergoing a great ordeal. He's in J's garage and will be there for at least another 18 hours, poor dear. The point is that we have to keep him and Sorin from grooming each other until this fancy prescription flea medicine (Bravecto) has dried, and since he's the healthier of the two, the lot fell to him. On the one hand, it's quite a comfortable garage. On the other hand, it may smell like the kittens (who spent a month there in the winter), and Ajani is fearful and hasn't been away from the house (other than a few hours at the vet) in eight and a half years. I do wish I could explain the situation. J points out that if we could explain the situation, they wouldn't even need to be separated.
But it was fine. My favorite parts were the short piano pieces played at the beginning by the pianist, and the Danish folksong string quartets played by the string quartet. Kim was there, playing with energy and confidence (though she sure looked wiped out afterwards; she had done too much yesterday). My friend JH, who knows both the pianist and SDH, found me in the lobby, and we sat together. She had just burnt her hand on hot oil, and when she unwrapped it afterwards to show a nurse friend, the blister was like 2" long and 1/2" wide. It must have been so painful!
The other noteworthy thing about today is that our poor Ajani is undergoing a great ordeal. He's in J's garage and will be there for at least another 18 hours, poor dear. The point is that we have to keep him and Sorin from grooming each other until this fancy prescription flea medicine (Bravecto) has dried, and since he's the healthier of the two, the lot fell to him. On the one hand, it's quite a comfortable garage. On the other hand, it may smell like the kittens (who spent a month there in the winter), and Ajani is fearful and hasn't been away from the house (other than a few hours at the vet) in eight and a half years. I do wish I could explain the situation. J points out that if we could explain the situation, they wouldn't even need to be separated.