Henry

Henry
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yesterday was a very relaxing day. not terribly productive, but very relaxing. i slept in. then i was putzing around with henry and decided he needed to visit the violin doctor. (duane lasley or lasley and russ.) so we went down the street, dodging people who had come for the norwegian independence day festivities. it certainly was a lovely day.

henry got a tune-up. janusz, i am sorry to say that even between the two of us henry was a bit flat. but he's all set now.

i love duane's luthier studio. first of all there are violins, violas, cellos, and a few other oddments like mandolins, everywhere. handing from rows on the walls, in bits of pieces on worktables and shelves, wood shavings all over the place, cases in drifts along the walls, books leaning against each other for support on the shelves. everywhere the patchwork of various polished woods. i saw a small viola that i am afraid i was a bit smitten with. hm, probably a good thing i did not ask how much it was.

then on the way home, i stopped to get coffee. i found out my favorite barista, in addition to having studied physics and mortuary science, and in addition to having a PT gig making sexy lingerie for girls with tiny waists and shapely bottoms, used to play cello. but she sold it when she moved cross country. and that made me sad, but we did wax poetic about christine fellow and she gave me a list of more music to seek out.

other than that, there was knitting, painting, and sitting in the sun. hopefully more of that today. i really do need to tidy up but it is awfully tempting to wait until the clouds come back. it was quite hot for seattle yesterday, at least the upper 80s, but right now there is a lovely cool breeze off puget sound blowing right into my west-facing windows.