Time.

Time -- its many paths, its temporariness, its movement, its stillness, its erasure (or non-existence of), its forgiveness, its many windows -- has been a common theme in this blog, and I often bewilder myself if I think about it too much. 

It seems that, because of time, only one little thing needs to happen to catalyze an entire chain of reactions.  Although I have plans, I think it's important to realize that whatever I thought I was going to do tomorrow could change in an instant.  In fact, there are things I'm doing in this very moment that I didn't dream of a month ago.  And all it took was a little snap!  

And with every passing second, new existence.

So even when I make an improv that I really loathe, I still think, "I did that.  It didn't exist before, but now it does.  Because of me."

That wasn't supposed to sound as self-important as it may have come off, but if you think about all the things you do and have made, or the ways that you've impacted other people... kind of puts things into a different perspective.

Here we go, Day 291: https://ia700405.us.archive.org/3/items/Improv53112/20120531213033.mp3

Hudson.

A walk on the river is all it takes to make one realize the greatness of New York City.  This place is full of magic.  Bums and magic.

Here we go, Day 290: https://ia600307.us.archive.org/21/items/Improv53012/20120530192028.mp3

Blessings.

After days of heat and heavy humidity, the heavens pour out their tears onto us in a giant, heaving catharsis.

The first and only thunder clap triggered the downpour, and scared my little cat with its sudden and piercing crash.  I had to calm her with soft words and reassuring caresses.  The other one, more dumb to her environment, continued to crunch on pebbles of cat food without a wit of alarm.

After a flood of activity, concerts, social gatherings, and house guests, I now have a moment to myself to really absorb my many blessings.  It's no wonder that I find myself on the verge of a cold... it's a lot to take in, when so much of what's important finds itself culminating in the span of a few weeks. 

Here we go, Day 289: https://ia802703.us.archive.org/7/items/Improv52912/20120529185426.mp3

Horo.

Man, am I glad I got that rehearsal in a couple months ahead of time.  That could've been dangerous otherwise....

Here we go, Day 288: https://ia600401.us.archive.org/5/items/Improv52812/20120528174939.mp3

House concert.

It was probably not the best idea ever to schedule a concert the day after my birthday.  It was, however, a very good time, and despite the sweltering humidity, we all enjoyed ourselves thoroughly.  I even improvised a brand new ending to the Brahms trio.

Here we go, Day 287: https://ia600501.us.archive.org/17/items/Improv52712/20120527151027.mp3

Birthday.

A memorable birthday... one that conjures thoughtfulness and reflection, and at the same time, a feeling of happinesses floating atop the humidity that spend moments in the present, with blissful grins, like twinkles you know you will see the likeness of very soon and for a long time.

Here we go, Day 286: https://ia700400.us.archive.org/12/items/Improv52612/20120526202634.mp3

Birthday eve.

Lucky me!!  Birthday dinner one night early. :-)

Avocado and shrimp salad with grapefruit and yogurt dressing.  Riesling.

Lamb chop with raisins, apricots, and slivered almonds, port wine reduction; fried eggplant.  Chateauneuf du pape.

Fresh raspberries, cream.  Port.

You're doin' it right.

Here we go, Day 285: https://ia600707.us.archive.org/27/items/Improv52512/20120525202518.mp3