Too Darn Hot...

Not too much imagery on the clip, but the singing is good.

Well, I could have picked several songs for today's post, but I settled for this because it is relevant to the last one in some small way.

Update

It is way too hot. We had a brief week of wonderful weather in March followed by a week of snow and ice and and then six or so weeks of almost continuous rain, And now we have summer with a vengeance. Frankly, I would have preferred to work  my way into summer with the weather warming up gradually, but that is not the way these days. I suppose I should be grateful that we have sun at all.

All this means, though, that I have not really managed to spend any time in the garden during a very important time of the gardening year. I sound like a regular gardener, don't I? - well actually, that is some distance from the truth. But we did pay somebody a fair bit of money to get the garden under control last summer and I was looking forward to reaping the fruits (literally) of that endeavour this year.

I did manage to plant potatoes, garlic and asparagus, but that is about all. We do still, however, have a wonderful crop of dandelions. We are struggling to get the lawn under control as well now that we are able to brandish a lawn mower but it is hot and tiring work and I can't do much at a time. Still we make progress. Slow, but progress.

So, why the particular song above? Well, this is by way of being able to say that the Carillon performance went very well indeed - although my voice went completely during the first set.. This was one of the songs we performed to the waiting crowd in the bar before the main concert.

And we were needed, because the orchestra didn't even arrive at the venue until half an hour after the show was supposed to have started (they missed the ferry in the morning) , so we had to keep the audience entertained in the bar for a while until things were ready to start. Of course, they couldn't just get off the coach and walk on to the stage, so the solo pianist (for the Mozart piano concerto) also did his bit by preforming a couple of Mozart piano sonatas while they sorted themselves out.

When the concert proper finally started, the conductor aplogised for the delay and assured us that everyone was now present, however the music for the first piece they were to play had not arrived. So they played something else instead. Altogether, an entertaining evening.

Back to the lawnmower...