Late Saturday night, Emily called me to announce that her concert was going to be at noon Sunday, rather than 2 PM… they had changed it to try to avoid the bad weather that can make mountain driving unsafe. I told her I’d do my best, but my last class at my retreat wasn’t supposed to end until noon, and even in good weather, it’s more than an hour from Hickory to Boone…
I decided Sunday morning that I’d just go to the first little bit of my class so that I could be at her entire concert. But first I needed to get Charlene Schurch to sign my books!
Speaking of her sock books, she had brought the model socks with her to use in this Sunday class:
It was so neat to see her art in real life and up close… even inside out to see how it was put together 🙂 And she shared some of her best tricks and secrets with the class:
As soon as I’d gotten the handout and done one totally cool new-to-me sock heel technique, I said goodbye and headed up the mountain. The weather really was awful, but I think that road wouldn’t be fun even in dry sunny weather. It’s a curvy two lane road with pylons all over and far too many crashed-through barriers on the downhill side. I left the retreat at 9:30 and arrived at the concert moments before noon.
I’m so glad I made the effort to get there in time. It was really, truly wonderful. Although each individual student had been working on the music for several weeks, the group as a whole had only been working together for 2.5 days… (although Emily pointed out that one of those days included more than eleven hours of rehearsal…) They made such amazing sound. Even more amazing to me, though, was the fact that my little girl (you know, the one who is taller than I am 🙂 ) could be part of a group like this… her music has brought her so many opportunities for learning and adventure.
And her music gave her the chance to get snow at least 12 hours before her brothers. (Of course my children would NEVER be competitive about things like that…)
So now I’m back to the world of sick little guys, wet gloves, sticky kitchen floors and a constantly ringing phone (which is rarely for me 🙂 ) But I’m glad to be home. As fun as it was, I sure missed my family.