On April 1st, I travelled over to Edinburgh yet again; quite a quick return after having been there so recently. I suspect the intervals will be more this year; partly because the father continues to age and will need ever-more support, partly because I will need to get away from the Hutch as and when the roof repairs get going (if ever...sigh... don't get me started...), and partly, just 'because'.
This week, there was the Edinburgh International Harp Festival going on, and Mac1 was playing in the final concert. Had to go along to support that! It was wonderful. The first part was taken up with the Calfornia-based 'Angelorum', then a solo harpist playing some of her own compositions in the Celtic style, and finally, Na Clarsairean, the group in which the Maestro played and her mum now does. It was a truly moving concert and I was glad to have gone along. I did not take the Fudge, which was an oversight on my part. Did take some on Mac1's tablet, so will try and get hold of them - if any came out worth the having.
The piece played was the Meggat Valley Suite; it holds extra poignancy for we Macs, as our mother's father, the Great Shepherd, took his young wife to the Meggat valley and settled there, producing five children from that 'two up, two down' cottage by the burn... then along came the developers and the need for a reservoir in the Borders; they were evacuated along with about half dozen other families, and St. Mary's Loch arrived behind the enormous dam which was built.
Here is a snatch of the suite; not from this week's performace though.
This week, there was the Edinburgh International Harp Festival going on, and Mac1 was playing in the final concert. Had to go along to support that! It was wonderful. The first part was taken up with the Calfornia-based 'Angelorum', then a solo harpist playing some of her own compositions in the Celtic style, and finally, Na Clarsairean, the group in which the Maestro played and her mum now does. It was a truly moving concert and I was glad to have gone along. I did not take the Fudge, which was an oversight on my part. Did take some on Mac1's tablet, so will try and get hold of them - if any came out worth the having.
The piece played was the Meggat Valley Suite; it holds extra poignancy for we Macs, as our mother's father, the Great Shepherd, took his young wife to the Meggat valley and settled there, producing five children from that 'two up, two down' cottage by the burn... then along came the developers and the need for a reservoir in the Borders; they were evacuated along with about half dozen other families, and St. Mary's Loch arrived behind the enormous dam which was built.
Here is a snatch of the suite; not from this week's performace though.
...And just in case you are thinking harp playing is, perhaps, not the most sexy of musical forms, think again...
Harps are associated with angels... this post is dedicated to Darling Dory, who departed with the rainbow yesterday... Blogville embraces her furmily in this time of her absence being felt most keenly.
We are heartbroken about Dory. Didn't know there was such a thing as harp festival. How interesting!
ReplyDeleteI love harp and bag pipe music...always have.
ReplyDeleteAngel Dory is smiling and probably doing a wee dance too
Hugs HiC
I love the harp. I did play the violin in school
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I like harp music... it has something what reminds me of music from heaven...
ReplyDeleteWe are still shocked that Dory had to go.... not easy to find words with all our tears...
Hello, the harp music is pretty. So sorry about Dory, it is hard losing one of our furbabies. Have a happy day and new week ahead!
ReplyDeleteGlad you got to visit your dad again. It's a shame he doesn't live closer.
ReplyDeleteWe were sad to lose Dory yesterday. So many Angel furries!
Lovely! sorry for the loss of Dory. Janice xx
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