you know those sears flyers you get in the mail starting the end of august, covered in grinning pre-pubescents in red/black checked skirts and knee socks? that's my image for the beginning of the school year. that, and our old gravel driveway, miles away from the house, where i used to sing about things while i waited for the bus. and piles of leaves. that's a good one, too.
those images assaulted me on my way into our apartment building the other day, when i suddenly realized school had started.
ah, memories.
at any rate, the point of this ramblage was supposed to be the two college/community orchestras i joined this season; do excuse the sidetrack. one is doing a shosty symphony; the other is doing a lot that i've already played (tchaikovsky, prokofiev, john williams) but that i'm more than happy to play again. i've never yet done justice to tchaik's romeo and juliet. i'll be practicing again, regularly. feels good so far.
in other news, benjamin's attending a funeral in oregon this weekend. he's flying back on monday. the eleventh. of september. quite the five-year anniversary; i'm praying nobody gets any funny ideas. or not so funny ideas, as the case may be.