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let it snow!

As requested: four to six inches of snow today!
I know, weather is supposed to be what you talk about when you have nothing else to talk about, but snow is simply far to exciting not to talk about. Maybe there will be snow angels later today? Hopefully!

Right now I’m reading One Hundred Years Of Solitude, and I really love how Marquez manages to carry such an epic novel on such a simplistic narration.
For instance:

Remedios the Beauty was the only one immune to the banana plague. She was becalmed in a magnificent adolescence, more and more impenetrable to formality, more and more indifferent to malice and suspicion, happy in her own world of simple realities. She did not understand why women complicated their lives with corsets and petticoats, so she sewed herself a coarse cassock that she simply put over her and without further difficulties resolved the problem of dress, without taking away the feeling of being naked, which according to her lights was the only decent way to be when at home. (p. 216-217)

It’s such a beautiful passage to me because of its simplicity and honesty. Marquez isn’t bragging about how amazing his story is. He’s just telling it, so of course I want to read more. (Remedios the Beauty is, for the record, one of my favorite characters in the book so far, so I love this passage a little extra.)

At my lesson today, Mr. Hunt told me I should start looking at a new piece over break, and we agreed on the Vivaldi Concerto in E Minor (Vivaldi, having written thirty-seven bassoon concerti, effectively doubled the repertoire). So I went to the library — keep in mind, the Sibley Music Library at Eastman is the largest in the hemisphere — and it was nowhere to be found. And this is the most popular of all of Vivaldi’s concerti! Silly Sibley.
But luckily for me, I found a free copy on the internet! (Super!Internet to the rescue!)

And when I start turning the internet into a superhero, it is clearly time for me to move on to other things. I’m thinking that “other things” in this instance involves a little break: some quiet time with One Hundred Years Of Solitude. Rock on.


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