It's snowing again this morning. And, as it has been since quite a few hours, the landscapes are beautiful today. I might have a walk later. But I'm really longing for spring now...
Yep it would be. Though I just finished shovelling and now, I need some rest.
I've never shovelled snow. When you or Sue describe similar scenes, I'm so much jealous of you. I can understand, though, how your eagerness to garden makes you look forward to the first signs of spring.
Wish I did play, but no...
A great aunt of mine had a box at the Colón opera theatre in BA and used to take me as a kid. I grew up hearing famous singers and watching ballet. I´ve been incredibly lucky because I´ve seen some of the great stars: Plácido Domingo, Nureyev, Vassiliev, Baryshnikov. Sometimes we´d dine at a restaurant across the way and they´d come in after the performance, and the crowd in the restaurant would stand up and applaud!
Our long road trips are the perfect opportunity to listen to full-length operas, as one can just relax and let the music in, forgetting about the plot.
My brother-in-law got me hooked on classical music. He has a good collection of historic CDs and he always brings a few when he visit us in Bariloche, which I unashamedly copy!
This reminded me of a friend of my mother who provided us free tickets for all the performances at the Odeon of Herodes Atticus theatre (famous ancient theatre from Romans times on the south slope of Acropolis in Athens). Famous orchestras, ballets... you know.
Also, I've seen almost all Sophocles' and Euripides' tragedies and Aristophanes' comedies in my early teens.
"Hottest" moments were when Sviatoslav Richter gave me his autograph (yep, I asked for his autograph, but I was 13 or something... Since then, never asked again from anyone else...) and watching Maurice Bejart Ballet live performances (he used to come here quite often). Never seen Nureyev though. So jealous of you. He and Margot Fonteyn were among my "teens idols".
Oh yes, I've learnt to play piano and also took ballet lessons for many years. I was very very young, almost a kid... It was somehow compulsory for middle-class girls at the time. Well, I'm not going to describe my futile attempts at pointe...
Prettily blushed look I have now, really. Dunno, perhaps someone else is reading this and laughing at me.
Bariloche and Beef Stroganoff combined sound very enticing, to say the least.