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every day for the last week or so, the sky has been freaking awesome at dusk or a bit earlier. on saturday afternoon, there were fantastic blue and pink stripes, and blue and orange stripes. like real blue and real orange real pink. and yesterday it was awesome again, and today there was this fantatsic cloud, a really flat oval shape with pointed ends, and it was all crazy colours. i felt like stopping and pointing it out to people who didn't seem have noticed.
here's something i meant to post about earlier :)
last week, my grandparents came over for dinner. somehow we got onto the topic of how they met. anyway, i've heard the story a couple of times. my grandmother had a piano recital or exam or something, at the conservatorium where she learned piano. the piece she'd chosen was written for violin and piano, and so her teacher said that he knew of some violinists in the next town, where he also taught (the teacher might've been a she, btw, my grandmother didn't specify) that might be able to accompany her. then she (my grandmother) remembered that she saw a young man on the train every day on her way to and from school or the conservatorium or whatever, who always carried a violin case. (i also remember hearing her tell of how she used to pass him often in the street, and he would be carrying his violin case and whistling a bach tune she plays all the time. anyway, clearly she liked this man, but had never spoken to him) so she told her teacher that she also knew of a violinist that she might be able to ask. i don't know if she also told her teacher that she had no idea who this violinist was, nor had she ever spoken to him. anyway, because this was many years ago when things were all done good and proper, she spoke to her mother about enlisting this violinist she'd spied on the train. i guess her mother must have known the family or something, because the two of them organised to visit the house of the mysterious train-travelling violinist, to propose that he accomany my grandmother in her recital. they agreed, and he did indeed, acommpany her, but the best part is, that the violin her owned then, the violin she noticed everyday on her way to school, that he accompanied her on after they first met, was the violin I play now.