Friday, June 22, 2007

Day at the Beach

It was a gorgeous day at the beach yesterday. Today too, I think. Most of the week, after a cold and raining spring. At this point on the Cape, you can look west into the setting sun over the water.

I didn't actually spend much time on the beach. My husband and I had a picnic dinner, watched the kite surfers, and tried to protect our sandwiches from the windborne sand. Maybe on a windless day, I will actually play the cello on the beach.


cellodonna said...

What a lovely photo! Your beach looks so inviting. I'm contemplating taking my cello when we go to Lake George later this summer. But I will probably just play inside the cabin.

Maricello said...

Hi Donna! We used to go to Lake George when I was little, when we lived in New York. I remember it as beautiful, and with garnets glistening on the ground. Am I imagining the garnets? Or are they still there?

Play outside. People, if they hear you, will enjoy it. Peter Lewy, a teacher at Summerkeys summer cello camp in Maine, has a CD called "Now and Then," which pictures him playing in a couple of inches of surf at the beach, waves lapping at his endpin. Now, that I am not going to do!

cellodonna said...

I've never seen any garnets on the ground, but there is a tourist attraction with a mine where you can go to search for them. One of these years we should check it out. I'll let you know if we do.

Where did you stay when you went to Lake George?

Maricello said...

Donna, we must have vacationed in Lake George in the late 1950s. Maybe we picked up all the loose garnets. (I love garnets.)

I don't remember where we stayed, but we lived near Schenectady at the time, so it is possible we made day trips to visit relatives staying there, including the cousin I wrote about a few months ago ("Billie Hutt"). I do have a vague memory of their cabin.

Hmm, now I have a hankering to return. Have a great time when you go!

cellodonna said...

Schenectady is where I bought my cello in the summer of 2002! From Ellen at Cellos2Go. We stopped there on our way up to Lake George that year, and I picked out the cello. On our return a week later I picked it up and selected a bow. Back then I didn't feel comfortable about bringing the cello to the cabin, although Ellen had even offered to let me take a couple of them with me to try out for the week.

Maricello said...

Someday I will take a trip back to Schenectady, in part to see the old homestead, in part to see Cellos to Go. Maybe even to see Lake George.

We should try to connect-- and have an East Coast cello bloggers' meeting. :-)