aigha: (pets)
Monday. On Saturday we had a singing gig with the ensemble at a local LC meeting. The audience was not terribly large and they were rather stiff, of the kind that think a smile might be considered too frivolous, but in the end they were responsive enough. We did elicit many smiles, approving nods and foot-tapping, and afterwards quite a few came to thank us privately. We sang a few old Finnish standards from the 40s to 60s and some Abba, it was exactly the kind of thing that suited our audience. Hey, and we're even going to get sort of a performance fee: compensation for the journeys, plus they promised to sponsor us new blouses!

Yesterday we fetched our new family member from the breeder. Foxy is eight weeks old, and a charming little rascal. She's very bright and energetic, but at that age of course sleeps a lot, so she tires pretty quickly. She's just on and off, on and off. The other dogs are rather puzzled about this little creature, but that's perfectly natural and nothing to worry about.

Today I had to leave them, including the baby, alone for almost six hours as I went to work, but it doesn't look too bad. She's a tough cookie, really. ;)

It's cold again, -20 C, and the car is very low on fuel and I still have to go to the evening lesson tonight. I really must stop at the first petrol station to refuel. Hope [ profile] quatorze is not very late with her shopping...


Nov. 22nd, 2004 04:28 pm
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Despite a nice relaxing Sunday, I'm tired. We got to bed too late, and then Dark Lady kept pottering around with the bucket around her head. I guess she was too warm or something, or then it was the large chunk of oxtail she devoured. It was cold yesterday, we had -22 degrees outside when we went to bed and inside it was definitely very warm. Note to self: whenever giving oxtail to the doggies, remember to give them enough time to chew on them before bedtime!

Did a silly meme... )

Oh my. And still got to drive to give one more lesson to one more group tonight. *sigh* Well, it's only one.
aigha: (redblack)
Tuesday again. Which usually means I've got some time to do some non-work-related things, such as learning my parts for the ensemble. Today I have spent the time on Horizons, but haven't updated, and won't, before I get clearance to do so from [ profile] quatorze about the Sidetracks to Jainah and Dorelion and Revnash. Which means late tonight at the earliest.

Have also been learning some stuff for the ensemble. *sigh* It really seems that I am no longer able to sing the lowest alto (the bass in our barbershop songs). I used to, for a long time, when we started singing together five years ago. But about two and a half years ago I started taking singing lessons and found out I had been doing most everything wrong... it's really been hard work to learn how to do things in the correct way, so that I wouldn't be doing any damage to myself. I have learned, bit by bit, and now I can begin to say that I have learned something.

But there's this problem with our ensemble... our lowest alto has so far been present in one rehearsal out of seven this autumn, and so we really can't count on her to do the low parts. I would be willing to do it, and said last time I'd re-learn the bass part for one song we'd done years ago and start learning another. And I have brushed up on it. But the problem remains: my low register is not really low enough, if I sing proper. I am a mezzo. I would really be far more comfortable nowadays singing the part one octave higher! *another sigh* I'll just have to talk it over with the others tonight.
aigha: (medieval)
Uploaded [ profile] quatorze's latest chapter of Ravens to Distant Horizons. Go me! For once I managed to do that (almost) immediately after she finished writing the chapter, and didn't leave it sitting on the Mac for a week or so. *beams* I even remembered to send the announcement of the update to the people on our mailing list. Aren't I clever now? :D

I have even prepared all today's lessons. Now I just might have some time to spend tweaking a poem or a pic... or browsing through LJ?


Jul. 28th, 2004 09:53 pm
aigha: (pets)
It's been pouring, really absolutely pouring the whole day. Yet here I sit by the Mac smiling broadly. It's my birthday, and although that's no BIIIG thing in the sense that there'd be a party or anything, it's always a bit special day. We usually spend the day at home, just me and Quatorze and the doggies, have a little something special to eat, drink some wine and then Quatorze makes a cake for me. This time she had found a very good white wine for the meal, and the cake was lovely, as it always is. Quatorze went shopping and bought nice little presents for me as well. Thank you, love!

In the evening, an old friend of ours called, just to get a phone number, and I invited her over for tea and cake, and she really made it. So I even had a visitor for my birthday! Because of the doggies and because I usually work in the evenings when everybody else is free, the socializing I can do is rather limited, so it's a special treat when a friend comes around. It was nice to chat. Here I am, still stupidly beaming to the screen. But oh, I'm feeling so good!

Back home

Jul. 22nd, 2004 08:37 pm
aigha: (redblack)
Back from our holiday trip to the doggie event and to my parents. Oh it's so good to be home again! Loved seeing my parents, but at the same time I was alarmed, because since I last saw them - it must have been a year ago - they had so clearly aged. Especially my father. He was ill this spring, my mother was rather worried for him, but the doctors found no reason for his illness, and then he gradually just got better. But oh dear, he has grown old. Well, we all do, of course, but he has aged more than just a year.

I also briefly met my sister. That, in turn, once more told me how little we have in common anymore. It's not that there'd be friction of any kind, it's just that we have so clearly drifted apart. We are almost the same age, she's a bit less than two years younger than me, but what we have in common is only our parents and our past, nothing really in our present. Her world with her kids is nothing I would wish for myself, and my world must be totally alien for her. And I actually prefer it that way. If we still lived in the same town, there would be friction and might be something worse. The physical distance between us keeps us suitably distant from letting that happen.

It was great to visit the art exhibition in Art Centre Retretti on our way back. The place itself, with its underground caves and associated buildings, is fascinating, and we have seen quite a few exhibitions there over the years. This year the main exhibition was works of the Swedish painter Anders Zorn. I quite liked his portraits, was not too keen on his numerous nudes in idyllic lakeside settings, his bronze statuettes made me giggle, but some of the watercolours were just lovely. We bought two prints, "Gateway in Alhambra" and "Garden in Algiers". I had a look whether any of my favourites could be found online, but of course not. But then, I'm happy I had the chance to see them.

Yesterday we were lazy - rather, I was lazy and Quatorze was buzy. (So what's new?) She kept writing all the day, while I just made myself comfortable and indulged in reading something quite silly. I read a Star Wars spin-off. We have four books and yesterday I got through book three. While I really do enjoy the story, some things in how the author writes just keep annoying me. Why is it that there have to be lengthy explanations about events covered by the books earlier in the series? There are references to the same things over and over again, and that just leaves me SO frustrated. I get annoyed! Really, I know that already, I'm not that stupid, you don't have to underline it. *sigh* A writer should not spell things out for the readers. Why can't he just assume that the reader, upon seeing this one is Book 3 in the series, will either read the other two before tackling this one or be happy at having some things unexplained? Why not refer to previous events in a more simple way - say, "his time in X" instead of spelling out "the time he spent in X where he got because of Z as a result of Y"... Arggh.

Today, paper work. Also arranged some matters concerning the course I've promised to give in - what, in a bit more than a week?! Must start doing some serious preparation for that as well.
aigha: (redblack)
Thunder and rain.
The power has been gone three times today. Briefly, but anyway.

I actually managed to upload the last entry by means of this LJ client I downloaded. Handy, yes, but not completely compatible with our Mac. Made Finder freeze several times. So I decided Phoenix had better go, and I'll be typing these entries in the browser.

Last weekend I did something I haven't done for a looong time - finished a poem. It's something that has been drifting about in my mind and in my notebook for months. I suppose what was needed was really the effort... to sit down with it, try out this and that and the other until you have the pieces. I'm rather pleased with it now, have posted it in FictionPress and uploaded on Distant Horizons, and actually might post it here, too. Just to try out a LJ cut...

After The Day )

Yesterday I even did some more writing. Actually, I spent most of the day with Thoren, writing chapter 5 of Flight of Fancy. It's been ages! True, I have been doing some research for it, but not so much that a break of more than three months would be in any way acceptable. Just look at the rate with which Quatorze gets her stories written... I can't even bear to think everything she's accomplished meanwhile! Well, but Thoren is a bit tricky. I thought I had the beginning of the story as well as the outline for it well established, but then he decides I had better start far earlier and really get to know him properly. I'm not objecting, it's definitely interesting. And yes, it is the first story I'm writing in years. I did make quite nice progress yesterday, too. A pity today's no day for writing.
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This has been a day for entertaining visitors. [ profile] quatorze's brother left this morning, rather sooner than I thought he would but it was nice to see him anyway.

Then a bit after the noon a friend came to talk over some club business. It turned out she was in need of a shoulder to cry on, or at least someone to talk to, she was seething when she came in, so I made us a pot of tea and talk we did. It did feel good to be able to help, even if there was nothing else really for me to do but to listen and sympathise. And in the end she left much pacified and not half as distressed as she was.
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Been outside to try and cut the grass. I will not call it mowing the lawn since what is outside our house is not a lawn but an uneven area full of grass and hay and clover and weeds and wild flowers of various kinds. In a way, it's like our house was in the middle of a meadow, charming and fragrant in its way, but... There's the definite but that we and the doggies still would have to be able to move there.

So I was cutting the grass. And since it's so tall, one really has to use a scythe and not a lawnmower. Of course I had to further complicate matters by trying to avoid all the blossoming clover, so that they'd seed nicely and we'd have more of lovely and easy-to-manage clover around; I was swinging the scythe just over their heads to get to the taller grass. During the process I discovered that a morning of sunshine is not really enough to dry the grass/weeds after yesterday's downpour, everything was still soaking wet closer to the ground, and stuck to the blade of the scythe. There was also a suprising amount of chickweed that gathers water like no other weed I know. But it's a real case of having to make hay while the sun shines, with the rains there have been one can't wait too long for the grass to dry up. I wasn't there too long, but was sweating like a pig afterwards anyway.

Three of the doggies were with me. They are old and experienced enough, gave a wide berth to me and my scythe even to start with, and once again it was so amusing to see what they did.

After the initial run around, the Big Boy was lying on the terrace in the shade, comfortably relaxed but alert at the same time and occasionally he'd jump up and bark if there was a slower vehicle passing by.

The Little Bitch settled next to him, all attention, observing me and any movement around, sniffing the air and looking pleased with herself and slightly puzzled as to what I was doing. Occasionally she'd make these little tours around to sniff around in the grass, and then return to her vantage point.

The Dark Lady in turn did not take part in any running around at all. Instead, she immediately found a nice sunny spot on the sand quite next to the southern wall of the house, dropped down there and dozed off. She must be the laziest dog in the world, really. She'd lie there, panting in the sunshine, but yet too lazy to move to the shade. Although I do suspect she both loves the sunshine and chooses the spot because the foundation of the house is cool anyway.

Oh well, now I have to do some little cleaning in the house. [ profile] quatorze's little brother phoned and said he'd come for a visit in a few hours. It'll be the second time we meet this year. Guess I'll have to try and make the house at least partially presentable.
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Blame her, [ profile] quatorze my partner, for getting me started on this one. I've seen what happened to her when she started her LJ - addiction, that's what I call it. Not that I'd mind, in many ways it seems to be a healthy addiction, but one does feel a bit apprehensive about reaching out to something so evidently addictive....

I'm currently feeling awfully pleased with myself. [ profile] quatorze went away for yesterday on her Oriental Dance camp, and left the computer to me. I have dutifully kept it company and designed the layout picture for her new story, Ravens, Owls and a Nightingale. And not only have I designed the picture, I also coded the new layout for it on our site and uploaded it, complete with the first chapter. *broad smile*

It did take me a while, though - I started before noon yesterday, and it was two o'clock in the morning when I finished. Of course I didn't sit the whole time doing it, but anyway. Now I only hope it'll please the author herself. She'll be back in a moment, in high spirits, having danced herself legless and enjoyed it tremendously. And she'll want to take the seat by the computer. And I can't wait to see what she'll say of the design.

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