violin playing at the bridge
Friday, June 21, 2013 9am
I was pretty tired when I got up and had a hard time waking up completely, but I knew it was the muscle relaxant that was working on my behalf. I wanted to go for a walk while my body was moving well.
So I gathered my iPod, laptop, violin and zoomy camera and headed down to the bridge. I didn’t bring either a walker or canes. I didn’t hurt so I thought I’d be fine. Dancing last night probably did a good job on my back as well!
I arrived at Sedge Meadow tipi and left everything on the roadside, eased my body down the steep roadside, crossed the ditch and walked carefully on the boards to the tipi entrance at the back where my screen tent was lying on the hammock.
Water has puddled along the pathway, so I imagine it’s too wet to walk with socks and crocks to the screened bench swing. It faces the sun, so sitting in it to play the violin wouldn’t be a happy experience.
I returned to the road, gathered up my belongings, walked to the bridge and climbed over the guard wires. It’s hard to do that with my bone fused together at the sacroiliac joint.
I sat in my little screen tent on the bridge overhang and played in the sunshine, the sound of the stream galloping over the big rock filling my ears.
I must have played for an hour. I went through some good songs and got better as I played them. After I was good enough that I didn't have to search for each note, I pulled the bow all the way over each note, enrichening the sound. I need to do that more. I must say, playing the violin for so long changes my state of mind. Puts me into a mellow, relaxed state. What a great influence the violin is on my spirit.
On my way to put the screen tent back into Sedge meadow tipi, I walked around noting the growth on the baby tamarack trees Willem helped me transplant two springs ago. Some have grown three inches in the past few weeks of rain.
I also discovered some of the forsythia sticks have leaves on them! Yippee! Those were the sticks that I had kept in water in the house to force the blooms in the winter.
I think I'm going to cut the wire on the fence so I can easily access my hammocks without having to climb over. My leg doesn't swing over the fence anymore. :(
I was pretty tired when I got up and had a hard time waking up completely, but I knew it was the muscle relaxant that was working on my behalf. I wanted to go for a walk while my body was moving well.
So I gathered my iPod, laptop, violin and zoomy camera and headed down to the bridge. I didn’t bring either a walker or canes. I didn’t hurt so I thought I’d be fine. Dancing last night probably did a good job on my back as well!
I arrived at Sedge Meadow tipi and left everything on the roadside, eased my body down the steep roadside, crossed the ditch and walked carefully on the boards to the tipi entrance at the back where my screen tent was lying on the hammock.
Water has puddled along the pathway, so I imagine it’s too wet to walk with socks and crocks to the screened bench swing. It faces the sun, so sitting in it to play the violin wouldn’t be a happy experience.
I returned to the road, gathered up my belongings, walked to the bridge and climbed over the guard wires. It’s hard to do that with my bone fused together at the sacroiliac joint.
I sat in my little screen tent on the bridge overhang and played in the sunshine, the sound of the stream galloping over the big rock filling my ears.
I must have played for an hour. I went through some good songs and got better as I played them. After I was good enough that I didn't have to search for each note, I pulled the bow all the way over each note, enrichening the sound. I need to do that more. I must say, playing the violin for so long changes my state of mind. Puts me into a mellow, relaxed state. What a great influence the violin is on my spirit.
On my way to put the screen tent back into Sedge meadow tipi, I walked around noting the growth on the baby tamarack trees Willem helped me transplant two springs ago. Some have grown three inches in the past few weeks of rain.
I also discovered some of the forsythia sticks have leaves on them! Yippee! Those were the sticks that I had kept in water in the house to force the blooms in the winter.
I think I'm going to cut the wire on the fence so I can easily access my hammocks without having to climb over. My leg doesn't swing over the fence anymore. :(