Posted by Joanchek on Thursday, February 12, 2009
Talk about your windy days. Today was just ruthless in that department. I swear I saw squirrels fly by the front window. Besides high winds all day, we had spits of rain and snow and that odd stuff the weathercasters call grauple. The pup was a trooper, though. She really needs a good brisk hour of outdoor play every day. She behaves best and feels best when she does. It just wasn't gonna happen today, though. I did my best to keep her from being terribly bored, and she rose to the occasion by only stealing the computer mouse twice.
I'm beginning to crave some new music to play. Not that I don't have plenty, but I am just a little restless with the same stuff. I think I play best when I am not 100% sure of a song--I have to pay closer attention to every note. I think I *sound* best when I have a song nailed, but by then it's rote and no challenge. There's a difference. When I am learning to play a song, it's about new skills and perfecting old skills. When I have learned it, it's about making the song really soar. I don't think I've hit that yet, but I have definitely gotten a couple of tunes to leave the ground a bit. It starts there--the trick is to get a few feet higher every time. And to land gently.
Thursday, February 12, 2009 @9:07:54 PM
Hey Joan is grauple any thing like egg salad?
Thursday, February 26, 2009 @10:40:57 AM
That's beautiful and I can relate to it well. Also, isn't grauple a cross between a grape and an apple?
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