I was trying to practise the piano. For some reason, after years of very little playing, I’ve been playing quite a bit this past week. Today, after five minutes, I had to stop. I was making too many mistakes because, alas, I was too tired. So now I’m just sitting and trying not to be too bored. I’m looking at the runner beans that I planted. The way they shoot up is nothing short of miraculous.
This is what I was practising, before this stupid illness made me stop and – er – contemplate runner beans It’s a beautiful interpretation of Debussy’s The Girl with the Flaxen Hair (La Fille aux Cheveux de Lin):
As for me, a little later this afternoon I have to drive for an hour to pick up our girls from Guide Camp, which will no doubt knock me out for the rest of the day. It’s been so quiet this weekend.
You may have noticed, but there has not been much blogging here at multicolouredsmartypants recently. This is because I have been sorting out our new home, entertaining children during the Easter holidays, taking care of Frank’s elderly aunt, trying to stay sane while dealing with peripheral nastiness (the continuing saga with two potential court cases) and best of all: studying. The Open University is fabulous 🙂
In between it all, I steal a few moments of quiet and practise a little Debussy on the piano – La Fille aux Cheveux de Lin and Clair de Lune. As I play, and my soul leaps at the aching tenderness of the piece, I ask God if this is what heaven sounds like.
How I love your Temple, Lord Almighty!
How I want to be there!
I long to be in the Lord’s Temple.
With my whole being I sing for joy
to the living God.
Psalm 84:1,2 GNT