


I wore myself out completely and collapsed at home at about 5 o'clock yesterday. I was just totaled by the day - marching in Juneau, walking over to Douglas, marching in Douglas, and right in the middle on the way to Douglas, I got sunscreen in my left eye that took almost an hour to clear. Was that ever painful! And no water on the walk over.
So tonight, now with no rehearsal pressure whatsoever, I played for a long time, my practice broken up in the middle with a break for my lips. First long scales, very slowly, listening listening, playing everything slowly for the sound. When I came back after a housecleaning break, I played practice material. But I didn't work on it, I played it. It sounded good. Then I worked on played beautiful music, little solo pieces, Liebestraum, Bist du bei mier, On Wings of Song by Mendelssohn. Miss Marple was on in a mystery on TV and dead blackbirds played into it. I picked out the blackbird song. :) My horoscope today said: "It's not always about production; sometimes the most significant experiences are the transient ones that have no apparent tangible value."
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