Dateline: Aug.6, 2019. Danville California
Since last I wrote, it's been about a month. I can't believe that's accurate, even as I count the weeks and begin to think back through everything we've done along the way.
There was the second week of GTMF in which I hiked even more, and then grabbed a photo with Yefim Bronfman who was the guest artist playing Rachmaninoff's Third Piano Concerto at the end of the week.
Turns out I was in the Aspen Festival Orchestra 22 years ago when Bronfman played the same piece there - my introduction to it - and midperformance he broke one of the lowest piano strings which necessitated a piano technician coming to the stage to replace it and retune the instrument… A memorable happening that I had only remembered when in Jackson Hole this time Bronfman needed to interrupt the dress rehearsal to request a swap of the concert grand with another option backstage. So I approached him after rehearsal and told him of my Aspen memory, and he acknowledged with a chuckle that he did indeed also vividly remember that experience. So that was fun.
And then the festival was over and I was headed back to Ontario to load up the U-Haul and drive our stuff across Canada with my son, to deposit in our new apartment in Edmonton.
I took a break from writing this post and lost my train of thought, not that it should be very complicated simply recounting the steps along a summer’s worth of travel.
more next time.
watch this space!