Bowie unfolds into the Wee Trio

The Wee Trio  ~ Ashes to Ashes
Jazz takes on David Bowie

OK, so I grant that my memory is far from the best, but if it is accurate, one of the first two LP's I bought was by David Bowie.

unfold... while many other LP's were bought by musicians, who fell out of favor, Bowie hung on strong through high school and college.

Unfold... Five months after college I met Mosaic Woman, who was also a big Bowie fan, maybe not as big as her sister, but they both introduced me to gaps in my Bowie collection.

Unfold... years of sharing music and changing taste.  Jazz emerges as our favorite genre eight years ago.

Unfold... Two years ago I went to a convention of science teachers and a buddy of mine from work went as well.  We decided to linger in the big city one evening to hear some jazz, and that is how I heard of the Wee Trio, because they were playing at Chris's Jazz Cafe that evening.

Unfold... A year ago we heard about Kickstarter and started supporting jazz musicians, who were searching public support.  The Wee Trio was there one night when I was seeking for a new project.  They wanted to be funded to bring Bowie to jazz.  We leapt in.

Unfold... Two months ago I see The Wee Trio is coming back to Philly, back to Chris's.

Backup--- A year ago when slashing our budget to make way for Mosaic Woman to quit unemployment/job search and focus on our business, I made a new line item: 

After we subtracted the following from our monthly art sales, if anything was left we would put a portion of the money into a BIG DATE FUND.

1. expenses
2. taxes
3. what was needed to keep a balanced budget 

Unfold... Thursday night we saw the Wee Trio play originals, standards, and of course... Bowie.

Backup--- First I said hello to them.

I am so glad my life unfolds into space and time and jazz and Bowie

Check out :  The Wee Trio     Chris's Jazz Cafe     Kickstarter    Mosaic Woman

life, other than craft show mania, returns

not just another wort-- sandwort
Originally uploaded by stratoz

After Har Zion, I returned to the things I normally do and it started with work on Tuesday. When I got home I ventured into my garden and blooms were every where. Five flowers including Arenaria montana, sandwort, had blossomed. One of those red wagon perennials I got last fall. The other wort in bloom didn't photograph as well.

I also got back to household tasks, though many more need to be done, but that it always the case. We also got back to updating our ETSY account which had been neglected as we focused on the show.

I got back to reflecting on the life of Jesus, more about that on my next post.

Last night I had time to watch hockey with friends, where at one point she was reading my blog while he questioned me about blogs in general. I found it a bit strange, but this will happen when you don't blog in secret.

Today I had time to make blueberry pancakes with dried lavender, spend time in the garden, take on the hedge that separates my yard from my neighbors (who later on was tending to her red wagon perennials), cut out the pieces of a stained glass which is based on a bird of paradise flower, visit the home of the red wagons, and I had time to listen to some live music... a full life in one Saturday.

The music we saw was Svitanya, which means "the light at sunrise"--- nine women with beautiful voices.  I wish I could have found them singing Shen Khar Venakhi, a Georgian hymn which praises Mary... a translation-- "You are a grapevine in blossom, a beautiful plant in Eden, a fragrant poplar in Paradise. You blessed by God, are a shining sun." It would have been perfect for my gardening workshop. Listen to other, but just as beautiful voices, sing it here.

a day full of blessings, and I didn't even greeting the day with mosaic woman, thai food for lunch, a bachelor's button bloom, listening to jazz while getting caught up with the budget (well semi-caught up), lentil soup for dinner, and the bandage that came in handy when I was cutting glass, and the crazed cats for stopping their angry chase, as they ran in my direction while I was on the ground gardening.