Friend and church-choir buddy Rose came over to bring some good moving boxes... and surprised us with the most gorgeous Irises from her own flower garden! Husband absolutely loves these flowers. My record of trying to grow them isn't very good...we will try again in the new house! Actually Rose said she will give us some! This afternoon I just had to grab the camera.
Sunday, May 24, 2015
Friday, May 22, 2015
Here is what she wrote on her own blog:
Earl Grey Soliloquy
Saturday, May 23, 2015
AP Latin test
Well, Latin ended yesterday. I took the AP test. It really went better than I expected, so that's nice. I also got a pretty cool award:
The National Latin Exam Committee sent it to me as a prize for getting a gold medal on the National Latin Exam four years in a row. Apparently I'm the first in the state--not very surprising, since few people take the National Latin Exam four years in a row. But cool all the same. It's a very heavy book.
I can wave good-bye to the *ahem* lovely writings of Caesar and Vergil. For now, at least.
Thursday, May 21, 2015
Wednesday, May 20, 2015
I was at the grocery store when nutritionist Kayla, who had invited me to teach the cooking class, saw me and handed me a letter that one of my "students" had left for me. I joked with her saying maybe that person was in Brazil before and thought I had done it all wrong... No, she said, she had certainly enjoyed the class.
I got home and opened the beautiful SD Art Museum note card and it was the warmest note of thanks! Number Six read it aloud to me--which she repeated at the dinner table,--and now they are all teasing me, calling me "the great woman".
I think, seriously, that this is sign of the times, as my dad used to say. How come this lovely woman is moved to tears because I mentioned sitting together to eat? At what point have we arrived?
It was a sincere note and it made my day. It reinforces to me that I did the right thing, and that moreover, I should accept the invitation to return in July. And that my side anecdotes and stories about cooking and family life are one way I can build God's kingdom.
Husband said I should copy the wonderful text (shameful self-promotion, I know) so family and friends can read, and we can refer to it later on:
Thank you so much for the wonderful meal, for educational cooking class, for your stories, as well as your cooking and sharing your love for food. I've taken a lot of cooking classes, yours was the best. You truly were remarkable and comfortable in that cooking class . I didn't want the class to end. You caught my attention right away by saying that it is important to eat food as a family at the table. I am from North Dakota and grew up in a family whose believe is that the most important piece of furniture is the kitchen table. The kitchen table where good stories and heart aches but always told over food. Your cooking class made me almost cry and want to give you a big hug. I laughed when I saw the menu because I usually don't like chicken and I don't like coconut. But your cooking passion and love for food pulled me in. I did eat everything in my plate. It was so yummy. It was a great class but it is because you are a great woman. Thank you for sharing your gifts with me. I'm actually going to make my mom your dish for Mother's Day. In gratitude, N.
Tuesday, May 19, 2015
She is the only sister my father, may God rest his soul, had, and she was a most wonderful aunt during our childhood. With her own six kids, and living next door to us, she was creative, innovative and inviting all at once! So many were the activities we did together under her direction and my mother's practical support. Plays, recitals, games, classes, even books we wrote together. Tia Isca, as we all call our beloved Aunt Teresa, has a spot forever in every Braga heart.
The other day a letter arrived, written by her hand, a most welcome letter! My sister and I were able to ship a nice gift for her 90th birthday last year, and this was a letter she wrote to thank me for it: a strong, page-size magnifying glass! Our cousin had mentioned he could not find one in Brazil and I was delighted to find the very thing she most needed. Her handwriting is so much clearer now, and she tells me she is able to read again! Blessed be God.
Monday, May 18, 2015
Sunday, May 17, 2015
The day started with our choir being thanked by Father at mass as we sang for the last time before we resume in September!
Around the middle of the day, the girls had their Spring Voice Recital.
Number Six's piece was in Italian, and so pretty!
For Number Seven's piece, the original-French composition "La Mer", Number Six was invited to play the piano accompaniment for her sister.
Unfortunately, during the last piece of the recital--the girls' beautiful duet--the camera's battery ran out about one-third into it! I was desolate, but will record them again at home and include here asap.
|With mom, and not ready yet!|
|Voice teacher Pamela Baker|
At 7 PM, Number Six played in the Walker Studio Spring recital. Her first piece was The Northern Prairies in three short movements--we loved hearing her study this piece at home these past two months. Notice the third movement The Blizzard.
And then she closed the recital performing La Fille aux Cheveux de Lin (Girl with the Flaxen Hair by Debussy and Bagatelle by Alexander Tchbrepnin.
|Piano teacher Dr. Mary Walker|
To close the musical Sunday we visited at home with friends Nancy and Jennifer and the girls had to so impromptu singing by the piano!
|What's better than singing?|
|Not sure why it was fuzzy! Old friends!|
|Spring flowers, good friends!|