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It is a cloudy morning around 14 degrees at 10:18 today but to climb to around 17 later in the day.

I finished a breakfast of sugary cheerios and a half banana...served by Judith as Chaya was busy upstairs doing her assigned chores. Judith said we were out of the Nature's Path flakes I usually eat, but half way through my Cheerios I saw her waving a jar of the missing flakes. Not out at all.

It was too late to change by then.

I am looking out over the bay from my computer desk and in my little studio room. It is just a bedroom with a small window to a great view. In the door to my room is a stained glass mural of an orca with her calf. It is leaded glass with geometric patterns alternating between diamond and square, 16 all tolled in the outer circle.

The Orcas are cental to the image and smim / play in a sea of deep bluegreen ocean / glass. In the background are the hills and cliffs of the island in a deep russet brown. At night the light from the kitchen stove bleeds through barely outlining the white shapes on the orcas bodies but in the evening the light is usually reflected in the image making it seem that the island hills are bathed in sunlight.

I was told by Chaya that the image was a tribute it the lone orca named Luna that made local history here.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Luna_(killer_whale)

All in all it seems an appropriate logo for this ex mainlander musician.

Chaya prepared the space for me with a whole lot of love...she bought me yellow curtains for the window and at the window there is a new desk set up for me with a big daddy type swivel chair. The second day here, Chaya unpacked my computer and set everything up for me.

There was still no internet connection but that has now been completed and I am on line again.

She also placed my collected photos of teachers and gurus on the big dresser and started putting my clothes in there as well. She also placed new hangers in the closet. She found a great single bed for me that is nice and firm and doesn't sag in the middle like my old one did.

My acoustic guitar is in its case under the bed waiting for the moment I am ready to take it out again. This is the same guitar that accompanied us to India. I gave all my other ones to Kadir...as he is the one with the musical gift most likely to continue performing at some point. Karen agrees with me totally in this as she has already seen him performing in Kitsilano.

When he was still in grade school, I taught him his first blues on guitar and he spent a long time trying to perfect that. But since then he has totally graduated to a new history of teachers in rap and hip hop...Biggie Smalls and Tupac Shakur among them.

I have nothing more to teach him in music or life...it seems...but who knows, as I am still here ain't I?



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