“A glorious October, all red and gold, with mellow mornings when the valleys were filled with delicate mists as if the spirit of autumn had poured them in for the sun to drain —amethyst, pearl, silver, rose, and smoke-blue. The dews were so heavy that the fields glistened like cloth of silver and there were such heaps of rustling leaves in the hollows of many-stemmed woods to run crisply through.”
ANNE OF GREEN GABLES
I am thankful for a parcel of deliciousness from a TToT friend.
Your squares were delicious. It took a little while for the mail to deliver it, but it finally did.
I am thankful for the kind of literature that can be turned, so skillfully, into a television series drama.
I am almost finished watching Margaret Atwood’s story of Alias Grace, turned into a television show.
It is dark and heavy and I feel a lot of things when I watch, being a historical snapshot of the 19th century for women. It was often brutal. I liken it to today, to see just how far we’ve actually come.
A great story, brought to life, should make the viewers feel all the feels when watching.
I can’t wait for the dramatic finale.
I am thankful for one of the more positive and uplifting violin lessons I have ever had.
Again, I missed a week and dreaded my return performance, but it was wonderfully positive and motivating.
I try to imagine the scales and notes visually because my brain still wishes to go there. Who knows…incredibly confusing, or, perhaps a helpful resource left over from what feels like a past life I once lived.
I am thankful for peaceful, soothing music to listen to when I have a bad headache to deal with.
My brother found me a piece on Youtube and it is a performance in Australia’s Sydney Opera House by musician and artist Tony O’Connor.
I am thankful for a place like The Hospital For Sick Children in Toronto for such wonderful care all those years ago.
As I look back, in this 2017 year, I remember the care I received, as a organ transplant recipient, twenty years ago, and then my brother, two years later.
At that time, they did not do kidney transplants on children at any hospital, any closer to where I lived.
It is a special place and one day I will write more about my first time, walking through those doors.
I am thankful for my brother’s perfect pitch.
A gift he was born with. It helps me when practicing my scales. He keeps me on the right note.
I am thankful for the self reflection I experience, come Halloween, now that I am an adult.
I hated putting on costumes and having my face painted or having to wear a mask. I wanted the treats. I couldn’t have one without doing the other.
There was still a frantic bustle in the house on those Halloween nights growing up that I miss. I see it all now, through the eyes of my nieces and nephews.
I am thankful for food shared by neighbours and friends, just stopping by.
I am thankful for the completion of the very first Halloween themed episode of Ketchup On Pancakes podcast.
Tales of Eating Ketchup on Pancakes and Other Scary Stories
6 thoughts on “TToT: Synth Scapes and Ween’s Wit #10Thankful”
Your list makes me smile, and i hope you got lots of treats this year for Halloween, no dressing up needed.
Oh, I did. And, I didn’t have to dress as anything or anyone but myself.
Wonderful list of thankfuls, especially about the hospital that took good care of you and your brother.
Thank you. And, yes…deserving of a thankful spot.
Your list is wonderful and leaves me questioning what “squares” you got from a TToT person? That’s truly the best part of blogging to me. The people we meet, and share real life with. I love that you saw Halloween through kid’s eyes… so true, whether we see or not, I imagine, that their excitement rubs off on us. Your brother has perfect pitch? One of my best friend’s kid has it too. It’s amazing to hear.
Ivy makes excellent fudge and cereal squares.
Yes, I don’t see the costumes, but I could feel the butterfly my sister made for my niece to wear to look adorable in pictures. I can feel excitement in the air.
Yes, I wish I had also been born with it, but no luck there. I hope to develop a better ear for pitch and notes and things, for violin, as I learn and go along.