Classical violinist Charles Yang has been singing and performing this classic song by Sam Cookeas his encore after his guest performances with various symphonies. Who knew the guy could sing like this!
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Sunday was a wet and dark day. It was an ideal day for a nice big fire and some reading. We managed to get a morning walk in between bouts of rain. When we got home, I Zoomed with David, my dear young friend who lives in London and whom I brought to visit for Christmas 2023. We’d agreed then that I’d bring him back this Summer, but this morning we decided to wait until Summer 2026 for his visit because two of his closest London friends will be over here at that time and we could all be together in Victoria.
It rained all day. I kept the fire stoked and read and napped through the afternoon. It was another solitary day like every other of late, but that is just fine by me. In the late afternoon, I got an email from Grayson saying he’d be by at noon today to work for the afternoon. I’m going to ask him to deal with some old paint cans in the shed. I want to get rid of lots of cans of old paint that the previous owners left here. It will create more room for wood in the shed.
And I forgot to record here a nice thing that happened at Mad Rona’s when I went there the other day to meet Nancy for coffee. In the past, I’ve always managed to order what I want by pointing and with gestures, but on this occasion, when I started to sign when it was my turn to order, the server interrupted me to say: “Medium hot chocolate with just a touch of whipped cream?” That’s what I always have, and she remembered me.
A lot of militant stutterers would have shamed her for interrupting and for not allowing me to finish signing, but not me. I was thrilled to have her help.
Sheba and I shall walk this morning with some of our friends, some have bailed because it’s so wet out there, then I’ll come home to await Grayson’s arrival. I’ll be chillin’ with the animals all day. We’re in for a lot of wet weather this week, so many more idle days indoors for us.
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