Rockelbel's Canon - ThePianoGuys

We first saw Jon Schmidt a couple of years ago when he did a concert in Calgary (see post here). He and his cello co-conspirator have become a major YouTube sensation, and justifiably so.

Weary

The plowed furrows in the field across the street have a lovely pattern in the evening light,

and the evening is so lovely and peaceful...relief.

Raindrops on poppies

It was a lovely break of a rainy day: 

she napped and cuddled, we made muffins, and then Daddy came home for waffles and wine.

Time to Be in Earnest

Time To Be In Earnest: A Fragment Of Autobiography by P.D. James
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

I expected not to like Time to Be In Earnest simply on the principle of it being an autobiography and therefore being navel-gazing. Consequently, I was happily surprised to really enjoy it.

I liked the format of the book--part daily diary, part lifelong history. I thought James combined the two well, going from a discussion of a minute detail of her life to the broader topic of, for instance, the purpose of the BBC, fairly effortlessly.

James referenced a number of events and people of whom I had no notion, so at times it was handy to have the internet close by to look things up, and that was a bit arduous.

It is clear that James loves her country--the cities, the churches, the country landscape, the ocean, the language. This love comes through her writing clearly, and with me reading, she was preaching to the choir.


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Closing the Day

She brought me my glasses and insisted I get up, 

and thus began another day with my two favourite people.

Sprouts

We planted potatoes together: I dug the holes, she put the potatoes in and we covered them up together.
It is so much fun to hang out with a curious two year old.

Greening

My Small Girl grows in leaps and bounds (sometimes literally) these days. 

It's beautiful to watch. And frightening.

Boots

The sun came out and we found worms AND ladybugs.

Digging

We spent the afternoon digging in the garden. 

The dirt felt so crumbly and healthy, and apparently it tasted good too.

Logarithms

We had the most delightful spontaneous tea visit with the couple down the street. 

She made fast friends with her eighty-something year old playmate, and I chatted books and history.

Sunday night

It was a typical Easter Sunday, which is to say that it was just as it should be. 

He is risen indeed.

Silhouette

It was a busy and productive day, and she put herself to bed,

making this Mama suddenly wonder whether she's ready for her little girl to grow up.

Snowing and Melting

It made her day that her uncle would build her a snowman, even when it promptly fell over. 

Life is for those outside

They played so well together 

but there was only "baby swing" and that caused for a lesson in taking turns and sharing.

The snow is melted

 Her little wagon is the perfect receptacle for mud soup 

and her collection of sticks and rocks.

A Delicate Affair

She carefully carried them from grocery store to car, smelled them gently all the way home, 

brought them into the house (after giving them a tour of the yard) 

and then painstakingly placed each one in the vase.

Impromptu

She was in no shape to go anywhere all day, 

and besides that, the day's weather was less than welcoming. 

But by evening, she was eating again, we finished supper early and it was beautifully misty, so we went.

Visitors

We both felt gloomy and trapped by the weather, 

but the prospect of visitors cheered the mood considerably.

First Awake

She woke first, as always, but let us sleep in. And thereafter began our Sunday routine.

The good with the bad

I cheered on the melting snow and she marveled in the growing puddles. 

Either way, we were happy for the spring sunshine.