Ta dah da da dah da da dah dum

I heard Liszt's Les Preludes today. Always I think of my mother when I hear it.

She directed a women's singing group for many years, and one of their grandest, most ambitious projects for learning and performing was a choral (women's) arrangement of that lengthy piece, with words quite appropriate to the very dramatic music. Lengthy it was but certainly shortened from the symphonic version, the original music.

I'd like to hear that again. See her working so hard to get her singers to work hard. She knew how to do it.

Is there a place? Will there be a time when we can hear and see all those things and people we loved so much? I count on there being that time and place, or perhaps that place without the limits of time.

One thing I'd like to have time to do here and now is visit with my sisters and brothers about such things.