No kids at our house going out trick or treating this Halloween, but I did buy a pumpkin. The photo is of someone else's house, but I'm sharing it just because I like it.
It's always nice when people that you write about like what you write. I'm no musician, and one of the big unknowns about River Music was what musicians might think. In fact, I was so unsure that I went out of my way not to ask musicians I knew what their opinion was.
But to my great delight, the reaction of musicians has been spontaneous and very positive. Here are three:
From pianist Jana Stuart:
"Mary, I just finished River Music. I could not put it down. I related so much to the character of Gloria Murray and the plight of the young pianist. I loved it to pieces. "
From Madeleine Owen, lutist and artistic director, Ensemble La Cigale:
"Gloria, is tough and not always likable and yet, I had to recognize some of her difficult choices as merely typical of what a musician, especially a woman, has to do in order to succeed in the competitive world of music."
And Cléo Palacio-Quintin, flûtiste-compositrice says:
"River Music nous emporte dans le flot d'une vie musicale riche en émotions. Dans un rythme fluide, Mary Soderstrom transcrit avec finesse la passion intime d'une interprète pour sa musique...difficile de poser le livre avant la fin."
Using the church building as a library was a great thing to do, and the fact that the library now bears the name of Montreal's legendary Jewish novelist is either wonderfully eceumenical, ironic or simply classy. Certainlly it shows the resilience of several aspects of society: urban planning, cultural continuity, humour....
But the photo shows another sort of resilience: the sunflower growing in the gutter on the roof. Tried to get a better photo of it, but was too far away and messing with Photoshop doesn't help. That flowers will grow so far up is really great...
So well, in fact, that some of them have sprouted off spring, including this little flower that seems to be overflowing with life. You can bring beauty nearly everywhere--or at least take a stab at it.
Nevertheless, while I'm far from a believer, I think it's a very good thing to stop now and then to realize just how many good things have come my way. I invite you to do that this weekend, even if I can't invite you to supper. Doing so puts everything in perspective....
What makes the difference is whether the watercourse flows into the sea. If it doesn't, it's a rivière no matter how bit it is.
A fleuve, on the other hand, goes directly into the sea. The St. Lawrence is a fleuve but all its tributaries are rivières.
The photo is of a small stream that drains one of the fields along the St. Lawrence. In this summer of drought, it was very small indeed.