I essentially didn't sleep at all last night, the wind kept me up and actually even scared me a bit. In the morning I think every pine cone from the tree was on the floor. I filled the bio-trash almost to the brim with downed pine needles and cones and branches. Josef and I wrote back and forth to each other, because I sent him my poem from a few days ago and he wrote a translation - which I think is even better than the original. - i say that really unwillingly but it is true - it expresses my ideas better than i did myself in english. - you be the judge... i do very much like the word "dogwood"
I made bärlauch pesto from the garden. I cooked as fast as I could so the kids would be able to eat before they moved on to their next stuff. Theodore got home with incredible Math Olympiad results - 4th in Styria/Kärnten with the privilege of going on to the next round. We need to celebrate! Theodore and Henry were at quartet with me, and we actually did a lot - they even totally participated! Met up with Niko and walked around. It was really windy and my head was hurting. Eventually we got ourselves a tea. He told me about how medieval parliament works and I told him about the differences between butterfly bush and lilacs. Weird gig at Café Wolf in the evening. I was pretty nervous about it actually, but when I got there and saw how disorganized everything was I spent the time being a bit bored and speed sketching the other participants. it was essentially a glorified open-mic night.
expectation: the band play three pieces and i play with them. reality: band plays ten pieces, i play two.
expectation: we start at 8. reality: we started at 10
expectation: i play no solos. reality: he points at me and says "go" ... err... half the band goes on, the other half doesnt, eww.
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