Aug 15, 2007
a little music, please
Yesterday morning, something happened close to our building...but I don't know what. All the dogs in the building knew, but I didn't. Maybe a little tremor, maybe an ambulance closer than usual - I don't know. But all the dogs barked and made a ton of noise. In the midst of Galo barking and the cocker spaniel upstairs yelping, I noticed a delicate little voice, almost musical. I looked at O., and he looked at me - neither one of us were singing. Celeste sat in the living room, looking out the window and then tipped her nose toward the ceiling and sang a beautiful little tune in that delicate, musical little voice. Not loud, not mournful, just high, sweet and tuneful. Not at all what I was expecting. Her usual "inside voice" is a mixture of barking and yodeling, and I half-expected her singing voice to be something similar. It only lasted a couple of moments, and then whatever it was passed. But now I know that Ms. Blue Eyes follows the rest the family, and can sing for her supper, if necessary.
Now, if we could just teach her to play the banjo. The photos below are a little fuzzy, because I'm always trying to take the picture before she moves. Celeste can only be still for a few seconds at a time, when she sees a camera come out. Then she tries to look inside the lens and that makes a rather dark close-up.
I finished the garnet sweater and also finished a dark brown capelet. Celeste is here, modeling the capelet. It is dark brown acrylic, cheap but warm, and in this photo, Celeste is modeling the garment with a rhinestone pin from Walmart. Very chic, very stylish, very dramatic for the young Siberian diva.