Saturday night my husband and I attended a celebration for the 20th anniversary of the Blue Ridge Library.
The Hall Trio performed. These young people were amazing.
All of the players were quite good. I was taken with the young lady playing the harp. That is one instrument I have never attempted. She played it extremely well and I enjoyed watching her face. I could tell when she hit a particularly hard passage just perfect - her eyes lit up.
An article about this group is here (I didn't write it).
Sunday my husband and I went to a play at Hollins. Called Caroline, or Change, by Tony Kushner, this work spoke about race relations and poverty.
My husband fell asleep during the first act, which was not a reflection on the play but on him. He works all the time.
The actress playing the lead role was extremely good, as was the young man playing Noah. Noah was an 8-year-old who lost his mom; he adored Caroline. But then came the $20 problem....
During the second act, something caught my eye and I watched somewhat amazed as a very large paint flake wafted down from the ceiling. At first I thought it was a bat. It landed about four rows in front of me in a lady's hair.
I thought I was the only one who saw it until my husband leaned over and whispered, "They're really bringing down the house."
My husband and I love going to plays and musicals. This is something we should try to go to. Sounds enchanting!
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