I’ve been busier than normal, which is why I haven’t written in a while. I got new glasses (see?) a few weeks ago, and I went to a wonderful concert of the Minnesota Orchestra doing a toast to New York. They played everything from Tchaikovsky and Dvorak to Cage and beyond, including four or five pieces by living composers. It was quite possibly the most diverse concert I’ve ever been to. (The John Cage piece, for example, while not the famous “4’ 33”,” was scored for table, floor, newspaper, and book. It was performed by the very hard working percussion section.)

 

And last week I pulled out last year’s garden and planted new vegetables. It’s early for planting in Minnesota, but with the wacky weather this year we’re just as likely to have a real spring now as a fake one. And it’s been nice so far--at least above freezing, with plenty of rain. It was in the 80s on Monday.