Archive for April 2010

Haydn’s Gypsy Rondo trio

Posted by Susan Tomes on 30 April 2010 under Daily Life, Florestan Trio, Reviews  •  1 Comment

A kind person at International Piano magazine has sent me, without comment, a copy of the May/June issue. It turns out to have a survey of recordings of Haydn’s ‘Gypsy Rondo’ piano trio. ‘The Florestan Trio … displays uncommon musical intelligence while refusing to allow any hint of sentimentality of any over-indulgence in the finale. [...]

Happy birthday, dear website

Posted by Susan Tomes on 28 April 2010 under Daily Life, Musings  •  4 Comments

Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday, dear website,
Happy birthday to you!
This blog ‘went live’ one year ago today. To mark the occasion, what better than a photo of the cherry blossom which has just come out in the garden?
The first anniversary seems a good time to take stock.  If you read this blog regularly, do you [...]

Wild Surmise Soufflé

Posted by Susan Tomes on 26 April 2010 under Daily Life, Inspirations  •  Leave a comment

‘You’re looking at me with a wild surmise!’ said Bob as I came into the kitchen. I said I was trying to identify the unusual aroma coming from the oven. ‘It’s wild garlic’, he explained.
The clutch of pungent green leaves in this week’s organic veg box was a challenge to our usual cooking routines. After some thought, [...]

Wrong notes versus wrong words

Posted by Susan Tomes on 23 April 2010 under Daily Life, Musings  •  3 Comments

We attended a funeral in a small church this week. As we sat waiting for the service to begin, an organist was stumbling through some well-known hymns, their outlines blurred by a haze of wrong notes. Though I tell myself to lighten up, I find I’m very impatient with this kind of stumbling. I can’t ignore it and tell myself [...]

First ducklings of spring

Posted by Susan Tomes on 21 April 2010 under Daily Life  •  1 Comment

Well, not ducklings, actually, but baby coots seen this afternoon. They were obviously extremely young, and it was difficult to photograph them because they kept zooming and darting about. Their parents kept diving down to look for food, and while they were underwater, the cootlings bowled merrily about the surface of the lake like dandelion clocks.

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