Tag Archives: Music
I sat down and played the Martin, and that sealed the deal. I plucked one note, a single string without pressing my fingers on the fretboard. As the string vibrated, the most heavenly note swirled up out of the sound hole. It held and expanded and filled the whole room. Overtones emerged, enhancing and expanding in the air like a good wine on the palette. I looked at the bronze string vibrating, and I played another. It rose in harmony to the first, then took over, bursting pure and free and full of joy.
I was stunned. And awed. Continue reading
We hopped in a golf cart, and headed along a path that fronted the course. The runners would start off through a gate and run in a park on the other side of the chain link fence. At the first corner, they would head to the right; we sat at the corner and watched them pass. The children were running past now; I recognized Clara as she waved and passed us by.
While I had thought I had plenty of time– Jim had assured me I did!- I heard the call for my start. We raced back to the starting line in the golf cart. I went to where I had removed my race shoes, and they were gone. Continue reading
The trek was proving harder than I thought. The ground was a viscous mud that held tightly to my shoes, stretching with me and pulling me back. The air was thick, so thick it also was keeping me from moving forward almost as much as the mud. Don’t get me wrong, I could make forward progress, it was just a lot of work for very little gain.
The light was waning, and time was getting late, so when the Magic Bus showed up, I hopped right on. I was in the front row, and had a great view out the huge windows. The bus filled up and we started to move; I felt sorry for the people we were passing, that had to trudge through the mud. Continue reading
I was dropped off at my dorm. Other students were already there, as was the professor. He seemed a little surprised to see me back. I felt a bit like maybe I should not be. My grades were not all that good, and my study habits were non-existent. Even still, I was smart enough to pull a C average. I might have been on the low side, but I was still academically acceptable. Continue reading