Lesson Four: How to Breathe. Or, more accurately, How to Sing. Or, most accurately: How to Breathe For Singing.
(No, it's two, two, TWO LESSONS IN ONE.)
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Gilded. |
We spent Saturday in San Francisco, beginning with an unbelievably ridiculously wonderfully delicious brunch at
Wise Sons Deli, half-created and managed by Evan Bloom of Camp Alonim fame. Which is to say: this is my friend's restaurant and it's damn good, so you MUST go there when you are next nearby.
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A&R in the Fish Viewing Room |
We walked around, we visited the pirate ship at 826 Valencia (I was mopped! Why? Why me?), and we went to the Park and made beautiful music together. Which is to say: we took turns playing the ukulele, the harmonica, and the flute (recorder?) that I bought at the pirate ship.
Rebecca gave me a lesson in breathing for singing. And I gave her a lesson in tap dancing, sort of. And we danced and sang and the passersby were truly entranced. ...That we weren't too embarrassed to be doing those sorts of things in public.
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TELL ME YOU AREN'T AMAZED AT MY PROGRESS?! |
On Sunday I hit the road and on Monday I arrived at a friend's house in Bend, Oregon. She took the crochetting skills I learned from Dani and taught me (TES Lesson Five) how to crochet in a CIRCLE, so I can make the kippot I want to make. Check out my progress!
Her son, age 11, showed me a coin trick. And being in the Pacific Northwest, I ate salmon and marionberry (DC mayor, anyone?), as required by law.
Next stop: Seattle!
1 comment:
YOU HAVE GOTTEN SO GOOD AT KNITTING OMG. So proud!
PS on this third (and hopefully) last time blogger asks me to prove that I'm not a robot, I'm starting to think I might actually be one.
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