I went down to the river to pray...
9:33 p.m.
As I sit here typing this, I hear a small creature, probably a mouse, moving through the walls of the house. It has so far avoided the trap I’ve set, so today I opened up a bag of poisoned mouse treat and left it behind the neewall. I hate doing that, but a peaceful coexistence just isn’t possible. After all, this is not CindereIIa, mice are not really that cute.
I spent all afternoon creating five squiggles as I made corrections to the score of Hubby’s symphony. Originally these aleatoric markings were drawn in by hand, but Hubby wants to send the piece off as a PDF to a colleague, and the squiggles therefore had to be part of the file. Finale® does not let you just draw stuff with a pencil tool. That would be so incredibly handy. Instead I had to build my squiggles from individual arcs which I shaped and joined. The original hand-drawn page looks like this, and my end result looks like this. It’s close enough for jazz, n’est-ce pas?
I also went down to the river this morning after dropping Little Princess off for her 9:30 class (it was -21°C or -6°F) and took some pictures of the frozen Massawippi:
It warmed up slightly, enough so we got a bit of snow this afternoon. But it’s still bitterly cold out there. I warmed up considerably after having hot chocolate with a splash of Triple Sec. It’s the warmest I’ve been all day!
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