Month: October 2015

rDay Two-Hundred-Six: Jazz

Tonight EOU hosts a jazz recital celebrating Duke Ellington and Billy Strayhorn.   The local jazz heavyweights, led by Matt Cooper, performed.  We learn that Matt has published a book on the life and music of Duke Ellington, further solidifying his reputation in the majors.  Matt’s performance was dazzling, and Greg’s was to knock you out.  This is the first time that I have heard Luke work out on the analog … I mean acoustic, string bass.  We’ve come to expect great stuff from him on his electric instruments with just about every musical genre, and he sounded great tonight.

(not pictured: Peter Wordelman, trumpet)

P.S.  After the concert, I was able to grab an informal portrait of Luke with his mother, Jean, as she engaged me in conversation.  But we won’t publish until Jean gets first look.

rDay Two-Hundred-Five: Later That Day

Pointing and shooting, mostly from the passenger seat.  Various downtown errands, mostly recycling and donating stuff.

rDay Two-Hundred-Five: A Morgan Lake Adventure

Slightly chilly, but we head for an early Charlie walk at Morgan Lake and continue the process of Canonization, benefiting from Jim’s camera.  On the high plateau where the lake is situated, we see an assemblage of mounted cowboys herding cattle into a number of large semis.  So we hear distant cow-sounds for the duration.  Bumped into our old neighbor, Kent, an environmental scientist with HabLab, out searching to confirm the existence of a reported species of ocean duck on our own lake.  And we swapped intelligence on daughters; Kent’s was also a schoolmate of Ivi’s, including college, and we find that Ivi and Miriam both are strongly drawn to Portland city life.  On the way home, we thread our way through the convoy of trucks, then on down the road, find that one truck has taken a steep uphill curve too sharply and dropped a wheel into the ditch, requiring us to pull through the weeds to continue our descent.

rDay Two-Hundred-Four: Kicking Off The Day

I was so delighted over the temporary acquisition of a real camera (thanks, Jim, for the generous loan of your Canon!), that I nearly forgot that I started the day with my old point & shoot device on a morning walk: