Sunday: Woke at 8:45 without an alarm. Exactly the time I wanted to
wake. Up shower and down basement briefly. Headed for KKC without
waking MB.
Nice to be back at the center for Sunday teaching. I answered a
question about the division of space, which seemed to surprise
people. Connected with Tni and gave her the wound mantras.
After teaching, gave someone a ride to the T, then Wnd and I had
lunch at Rudy's. We were actually going to have lunch at the Tibetan
place in Davis, but the streets were closed. The other Tibetan
restaurant in Teele Sq was itself closed. We had a nice lunch, and
she told me about a connection she'd made on her recent retreat, that
I believed represents a step forward for her. The weather was
absolutely perfect today.
Back home and down basement. I heard MB return upstairs, so popped up
to say hello. Victor called to say it would be just me and him
tonight. She had a little time before heading to Franklin. She went
upstairs to practice guitar, and I went back down basement.
Later on, headed back to KKC. Returned home having picked up a photo
CD. MB was back from Franklin. The class had been canceled at the
last minute. I went out front and trimmed the box bush along the side
of the driveway with the electric trimmers that mom gave us from the
Cape. Took quite a bit off the driveway side. Swept up, and put away
the tools. Ate the leftover bit of burrito, and had a nice
conversation with MB about life goals and plans.
Headed out to Victor's, arriving just after 8 PM. Sat down to play
outside. No bugs, which is surprising, given all the rain we had. He
played a good stretch of the Paganini piece he's been working on.
Maybe I'll play bass on it. We played Chrysanthemum through a couple
of times. I suggested he come up with a second part to my piece
Loadstone. We worked on that for a while. The motion sensor light
kept going off. Don't know where its sensor is pointed. I tried
jumping up and down to kick it back on. Nothing. Threw a stick in the
air which almost hit Victor coming down. It's not good to almost hit
your guitar buddy with a stick. We went inside, and continued
working. Got through the beginning part of the piece and recorded it
using the built-in mic on his laptop. A pleasant drive home listening
to "My Word" on the BBC.
MB was still out at a BD gig when I got in. Down basement. Took a
break to see if she had returned. Nope. More basement stuff. Still no
MB. Ate some bread and cheese. Hanging with the cats. Email. Sleepy
now.