Up soon after retiring, the world -- like the consciousness -- just beginning to
come to:
strong winds,
pristine skies,
over the
Sulfur Springs,
across
the
Napa Marshes,
past Sears Point and the
Sonoma Mountains, and
over the
Petaluma
Plain
and
River,
down the 101 corridor in just over an hour-and-a-half... virtually the same duration as the last two weeks, with similar events re traffic patterns, right down to the slow pickup truck just ahead, plodding up Elizabeth Way, for the weekly rendezvous with
Crystal and Stanley,
for ever-changing conversation.
Following
typical
errands
town and across
bridge and
range,
meet up with the
Diablo Valley College
Music Theoreticians for the beginning of the second week student presentations and
continuing round four of compositions. Afterwards, the lab beckons, as the accustomed station is clear and Doug has a bit of extra time in all the activity of end-of-semester to provide wisdom re the Branislav and Zoli mixes of Matthew Owens's City of St. Francis done on Saturday. Definite improvements are made, with great thanks. Elaine calls twice during the session, and upon return there's time to respond to emails from Dave and her, then talk to da man -- who is very gracious but firm in his recent resolutions. Evening given over to pdf (finishing 9th system and first movement of Street Songs: I. All My Relations) and compositional activity (65th page of The Cop and the Anthem; 11th measure re Psalm 81).
