This sunny afternoon

A warm, languid day at the Chapel, colorful afternoon sunlight through the west facing stained glass windows.

"Gavin and Friends" was pretty good.
The highlight was Hope Wechkin singing settings of Stevie Smith (who I'm going to look up as soon as I finish this)'s poetry
I will risk the wrath of the copyright god and print one;

O Happy Dogs of England

O Happy Dogs of England
Bark well as well you may
If you lived anywhere else
You would not be so gay

O Happy Dogs of England
Bark well at errand boys
If you lived anywhere else
You would not be allowed to make such an infernal noise

The settings (by Gavin Borchert) were lively, humorous and entirely appropriate to the text.
Hope sang beautifully.

After the intermission the stained glass windows were opened and breezes fluttered programs and raw sun rebounded, all equally-angled as is it's wont, off the bright yellow socks of an internationally recognized clarinetist.

After the show M and I repaired to the Moon Temple for lemon chicken and other Asian delights.
I don't know what the yellow socks (actually one of them was orange)had to to with anything.
You know? We also ordered orange chicken.

Freud might have had something going for him after all.

Here's a picture of Stevie Smith (Florence Margaret Smith)