Irish Music and Christmas Decorations

 

Today I worked from home and did walk outside, despite the frigid temperatures. When Travalon came home, we went to Alt Brew and listened to the Currach Tetrad just like last month. This time the only person I recognized there (besides people in the band) was the woman I know from the Slow Irish Session, but I did talk to a man whose wife just got Irish citizenship. I asked how she did that, and her grandfather was born in Ireland. Bummer - I'm one generation too far removed. They had a dancing lesson again, but this time I didn't get up for it. The college Irish dancers performed, and they were really good. I wish I knew how to dance like that, but nobody would want to see that - it looks way better on cute girls barely old enough to legally drink. But it seems like it would be a great exercise program. The school-aged son of the concertina player also performed for us on the fiddle, and he was really good too. Apparently his older brother (who didn't perform) won some contest in Ireland.

Afterwards, Travalon and I drove around a subdivision in Waunakee, looking at Christmas lights. Here are some photos; Travalon took some of these, and I took some.

Did you notice that two of these are of the same house? Just checking to see if you are paying attention.

Here is Mr. Swanky on a colorful quilt.

I keep hearing a mysterious sound outside. At first I thought it was a train horn, but it's too low-pitched for that. It kind of sounds off in the pattern of a train horn, like silence for a while, then it goes off two times in a row. If I learn any more about what it is, I'll let you know in my next post.

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