JOURNAL

Sunday, October 27, 2013

Last night, Delycia and I were lucky enough to attend a sparkling concert by the Eastern Connecticut Symphony Orchestra – a concert that seemed to be filled with precise and lighthearted playing by the entire orchestra. I am certainly no expert in these matters, but there seemed to be both concord and eagerness in the performance -- a vigorous togetherness among the orchestra members, a unison in spirit and skill. The music they made was meticulous but also forceful. They seemed both careful and carefree as they played. It reminded me, in a way, of the wild precision I see in the outdoors, the way nature does things precisely but effervescently. Leaves fall exactly when they should, but they do it with the liveliness of little children. The sun rises at precisely the correct time, but always with its sunny enthusiasm. Strange, that accuracy and zest are so mixed up in our lives. In orchestras and nature, nothing works well without a mixture of exactness and unrestraint.