The past two and a half days I’ve seen a handful of thankful patients in my Baja officina and that is always rewarding. But the luxurious gift that I’ve given myself is the hours that I’ve spent playing my music to the sea. My new travel banjo and my guitar are such comforting travel companions. This morning, as I rehearsed Carulli’s duet in D for my show later this month, I used the flying fish as my practice distraction. I always look for something to distract me as I practice to prepare me for the distraction of an audience. Those tiny little silver flicks, hundreds of them, flying just above the water and then diving back shallow to the surface were just the right distraction to keep me giggling as I watched the birds flying and waiting for the fish to come to the surface. The pelicans hung in the wind past my terrace many times, hovering as if they weren’t moving at all. The wind was high and the sky was filled with kite surfers today and that served as good distraction, too. What a wonder life God has blessed me with.
I’ve averaged at least 4 hours of rehearsal each day that I’ve been here and it’s been heavenly. I am playing a little morning music for the brunch at Road Runner Cafe tomorrow morning and I think, now that I’ve taken a long hot bath, I may just read before going to bed early. That’s an unusual twist! Thanks for reading and I hope to share my new music with you soon.