The Caterpillar composed this "Mother's Lullaby" for me on Mother's Day. Isn't it pretty? Since we don't have any pictures of me asleep, I've included this one of the Caterpillar, when he was seven. He's still sweet.
This tune has been on our minds for months now. Good thing I love it!
At the 2016 Washington State Ensemble Festival, Scoot and friends played the beautiful Notturno from Alexander Borodin's String Quartet No. 2, arranged for five saxophones by W. Schmidt. Why turn a quartet into a quintet? I don't know, but it works. They scored well, and enjoyed their big day.
Have you ever planned a candlelit dinner for two dozen athletic boys? We didn't plan it, either. It just happened that way.
Scoot is playing goalie for his school's JV soccer team again this year. The team has a tradition of meeting for dinner the night before each home game. Dandelionslayer set up the sign-ups, and put us down to host yesterday. I did some fretting about space and menu and cleaning and such, but felt I had things pretty much under control by one o'clock. I'd borrowed an extra rice cooker, the meat was seasoned, and the oven had preheated for a nice slow roast.
Then the power went out.
It was a calm, sunny day. What happened? A telephone pole down the road broke in half. I'm not sure why. Repairmen arrived soon, but couldn't fix the problem immediately. I prayed, made some calls, and took the meat to a friend's house to bake. And kept praying. Later I checked the meat and plugged the rice cookers in at the same house. Dandelionslayer came home, and we tried to think of alternative plans. And we kept preparing. But the lights stayed off.
The food was ready in time, and the other contributions arrived ready to go, no heating necessary. Dandelionslayer set up a serving table in the yard, hoping to inspire some of the team to stay outside in the dwindling sunshine. But they filled their plates and came inside. Only one dozen actually arrived, so they crowded around our table-for-six. We set out candles and camping lanterns. The boys joked about the atmosphere and ate their food, never noticing the unvacuumed carpet or the dust on the piano. No one could see it.
Nearly twelve hours after the power went out, I woke to the flashing of the alarm clock and the chugging of the washer, resuming its work. And I was grateful for electricity and candles, for sunshine and helpful friends and family members.
Did you have a happy Easter? We did. Our choir song went well at church, we took some nice naps afterward, and we had plenty of time for hunting eggs before dinner.
After thinking about it for several years, I finally tried a couple of natural egg-dying methods. We cooked a few eggs with onion skins, and threw in some carrot peels for good measure. We tied the eggs up in nylon pieces to secure leaves for resist patterns.
This resulted in the beige color you see in the center here.
The blue color is from purple cabbage, and it worked better than any tablet dye I've ever used. There are plenty of recipes available for both onion skins and cabbage, but I used the ones from here.
We also used some red and green food coloring, and crayon, and various combinations.
A sudden downpour kept the egg hunt indoors this year. It was still quite challenging, but all eggs were found, and a quarter of them were soon given the Angelic treatment, and devoured.