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 In the movies, when the long-lost father/mother/brother/sister/whatever crosses paths with their kin, directors show us the visceral connection. Look in their eyes; they know something just happened. Nice for story lines, but no connection to reality. Writing music always pulls emotions up closer to the surface. Weather changes make me happy. Or sad. Depends on what changes and how. Listening to my older daughter's music is always emotional. But really, I think what I'm feeling today is the 3-week itch. We've noticed as we travel that when we land somewhere for a while, at [...] How does anyone know when there's a cyclone in Kansas? The wind blew 70 MPH the whole time we were there. Also, there was snow in Kansas, and snow and ice in Colorado. For some reason I can't get it through my head that if Denver is over 5,000 feet up, the mountains around it must [...] The first time we saw these windmills it was sunset; created quite an other-worldly experience. Mid-day, they're more mechanical and sciencey than ethereal and [...] Coronado is my favorite part of San Diego. The historic Hotel del Coronado was the largest wooden building in the US when it was built more than a century ago . . . and it still is, today. Then we cross the enormous Coronado Bridge, completed and opened in July of 1969, the month before my [...] After an event we drove around Lac Davignon. The causeway across the lake, the trees along the shore, the houses reflecting in the rippled surface . . . it's a memory I wanted to keep. We weren't talking about anything of consequence so I dropped in three of my songs which almost fit within the 10 [...] Fiona gets a little impromptu home schooling. Of course, 90% of her schooling is impromptu. It's not hard teaching an insatiably curious child who reads at college level and loves to talk. Okay, sometimes it's hard, like trying to define words in a way she'll take away and care about. Thank you, Charles Handy, for a [...] Note to self (#61)—Two weeks is not nearly enough time to cross two countries. Note to self (#62)—When you're rushing across two countries in only two weeks you have, like, zero time to get to know the amazing, generous, wonderful people who've made it possible; not just possible, but heart-filling good. The drive through Montreal was a lot [...] Another short driving day, but boy we could stand to get out early. We woke up at 7 despite the 4 days of driving and the time change. Bedrooms are downstairs, kitchen et al up, so we went upstairs and watched Mimi make bread. Whole wheat with other grains, honey instead of sugar, specially shaped loaves for [...] Denver and Diane both had to be in Rapid early, so they took off before we were up and asked us to meet them in town for breakfast. When we got there Diane's appointment had been postponed a bit so we went to Starbucks and got some work done, including Phase I of a client job [...] |
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