This newspaper gig has brought some interesting things. Because of it, I have met all kinds of people and learned all kinds of things. I have interviewed a potter, a stained glass artist, a horse barn owner, Guatemalan immigrants, winery operators and a woman with two uteruses. That last one may seem odd, but she's one of the few women in the world who has given birth to surviving twins, each developing in its own womb (you can see the adorable kids and read the article here ). I have learned about antique steamer trunks, dandelion wine, the history of steel drums and that people in Papua New Guinea are being evacuated from their island because of rising sea levels. I've read books on the repercussions of factory farming, and I've researched childhood obesity—did you know that Ohio ranks 17th on a list of US states in order of weight? Yet, someone in my own town would comment online suggesting we leave our poor kids alone. The other day I was in a court room to cover a case...
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That's so wonderful! At last you've managed to defeat my Grinchy loathing of Christmas (at least temporarily).
I shall play this whenever I'm feeling grouchy and for those hundred odd seconds, I shall love Christmas. I promise.
Thank you so much.
Hey, I know! You need to record a guitar something--a Liona Boyd Christmas number. That would truly make the season bright, dont' you think?
But that would be rushing things. I'm still ninety percent curmudgeon, even with your festive influence, Robyn. It will take years more work before I'm sufficiently de-Scrooged to record Christmas music … Hee hee.
Rich, I really have pretty timid voice, but since that isn't my voice, I don't care enough fix it. We played this in our Christmas concert this evening, and the trumpet soloist was beautiful, as always.
Merry Christmas!