Emily is hard at work with her string quartet or I’d have her video George’s latest big sentence.
This picture is from last year. If you look back through my old posts for the end of June each week you can see what our family loves to do together best.
One week in the mountains of Virgina, eleven miles from the nearest fast food restaurant, absolutely nothing to do but enjoy listening to children making music.
Oh, and eat. That’s the other thing we do here. Mostly picnics under the trees by the duck pond, or joining lots of other families together in the college dining hall, but once or twice each week we get to go to this special restaurant.
Barbara Kingsolver’s local foods restaurant is the next exit down on the highway from the college. It’s a truly wonderful place. Last night the kids, my parents and I ate there… even George was good. Dixon doesn’t get to come up until late in the week, he’s staying home to finish his work week, so maybe we’ll eat here again before leave. We ran into some dear friends from our years of Suzuki… Kelly and Paul have been coming here almost as long as we have.
It’s friends like Paul for Sam, Peter and Nolan for Brian, August and Liam for Danny that make this Suzuki Institute really exceptional. The boys are with the same kids every year… boys whose families value musical education like we do, boys who share many of the same experiences, boys who engage in some good-natured competition to keep up with each other every summer. It would be bad if you came back one summer and your friends had gotten moved to a higher group without you.
So I pack up everything … Danny’s equipment, all the instruments and music and stands and books and bags and 56 pairs of socks. “No,” the boys remind me, “we need black socks for concerts” … make that 62 pairs of socks.
Speaking of socks, there’s the NICEST yarn shop near here:
I snuck out before Emily’s classes started yesterday to go visit. I found the niftiest sock needles ever. You know I’m solidly in the DPN camp when it comes to knitting socks. I’ve tried magic loop, I’ve struggled with two circulars, but DPN’s just make me happy. And these DPN’s are really special.
These needles are made in Viet Nam from old and broken musical instruments, and from leftover musical isntrument factory wood! So I can sit out in the cool mountain air, listening to my children making beautiful music, knitting socks for my husband on perfect, smooth, fine needles made from old violins!
I brought my video camera, too, so we’ll see if we might be able to capture George’s long sentence. Because we are definitely Ready. to Go. to School. to Learn. Music.