overtone singing (243/365d)

A way too early (8am) doctor's appointment for all the kids to get checked before school-start that they are physically fit for singing. They measured each of them and weighed them, stamped the paper and that was it. Then I took Theodore to his first day of music camp down the street from us at Kalvarienberg.

Bow technique lesson with Gerda I.

At home I did music of my own. Jacob Collier had a moment in his Qwest Masterclass where he did overtone singing and said that everyone has those tiny baby notes in their throats - "it's like little hairs on your arm" - so I went on a quest to find the overtones in my voice - and i found them!

Manuela and Dorian arrived for their extended visit - we hung out in the kitchen for a while while the kids fought us on going to sleep, but at some point all was quiet on the western front.

a sad / tired day (242/365d)

then there are days where i disappoint myself.

rain was on the way, just postponed (241/365d)

spent the morning on reading, like dahl's "the sound machine" short story sent by my papa

look ma! i'm in the paper!

spent the evening on playing a little bit of music in a coffee house... we played at eschenlaube to a "packed" (corona-allowing) crowd. 

Pauli and Ingrid came, and Brian and the kids (who were dressed up to the nines - i absolutely love when they dress up for concerts!), and Centa brought Karin, but there were plenty of others. We rocked the house, and the energy was terrific. 

everyone was taking photos and videos with their phones, but i haven't seen a single one. 

rain scheduled all day, and we even played indoors instead of outdoors, because of weather worries, but it didn't start raining until 1am, right when we left the cafe. and then it was REALLY raining. 

may the south never rise again (240/365d)

Bruno points out: there are two kinds of people in the world... Those who are depressed and those who don't get it. .... I found this very funny for some reason

there was some drama at quintet rehearsal again, and then i stole a project. someone in irmtrauds very distantly related family wrote a polka that was dedicated to jefferson davis. not exactly very politically delightful, but she had asked olena a few weeks ago to record it so the other side of the extended family could hear it. olena had never gotten around to it, so i did it this evening.

i know texas is the "lone star" state...
but... i can only think
There's only one man who would dare give me the raspberry: Lone Star!

then i lay awake all night with anxious thoughts that had nearly no obvious reason.

fond of fondue, are you? (239/365d)

Started the morning by guiding my first ever meditation - for Bruno over whatsapp. I tried to meditate myself but didn't really because I was always checking the time.

morning reading in the sleeping bag

amazing times in the afternoon cleaning the yard with centa and brian. i mean, really amazing. we borrowed ingrid's lawnmower and cut down weeks worth of grasses that had been given free *reign* due to heavy *rain*

after a high-energy quintet rehearsal, i had the sudden need to make cheese fondue. luckily kris and nina were energetic enough to spend kris' last night in town with us. it may have gotten a bit late, but it was exactly what i wanted, in terms of company and in terms of fondue.

wonderful times (238/365d)

Felix and me made coffee together - once he was on my back the whole time pushing buttons which was extremely exhausting but also extremely fun and silly. once all on his own.

drawing a portrait...

...a portrait of Brian, perhaps?

i went to renate's to do some sponaneous fabuli work and meditate... it was a difficult meditation for me because i felt very distracted and creative and i couldn't manage to get deep into the brain until the session was nearly over.

i stand on the edge of an ocean, holding my heart, the empty space in my chest cannot fit the heart anymore. the waves come in very close and go very far out 

after that i dropped off some books at the uni library and asked about an article that i had been waiting to ask about since before corona. the official advice as to find out whether the library holds the article or not was to request it on ILL and they would tell me if it was available there. *sigh* *libraries here*

Henry finished the HP book he was working on, and I was surprised and bit proud and a bit impressed that he walked himself directly to the library on his own (well, with Theodore) and got himself the next book out.

Nina and Kris came over for coffee, and we didn't get enough time together before it was time for me to go to rehearsal with quintet. After rehearsal I got dropped off at Nina's. Brian picked me up and walked me home after a glass or two of wine.

some days get a bit lost (237/365d)

i guess yesterday was too much altogether. today was such a day full of negative emotions, probably a come-down from all the excitement yesterday. i said nobody could go to the playground today because they were that annoying. in fact, we didn't get to do anything, really.

by the afternoon though, everyone had calmed a bit, and pauli came over for some evening tea. centa wondered how to get the pear out of the schnapps bottle, and after a youtube tutorial suggested a hammer, pauli tried,

Theodore is not convinced by the plan

Centa amused, but keeping her distance

and it ... "worked"...

well, the hammer pushed the bottle off the counter and it smashed on the floor. success. the pear was out and the tool that was used was a hammer. the kids found this moment quite funny.