“…The hot, wet, tropical-ish temperatures combined with a little hurricane excitement had me thinking about a beautiful song by the composer Harry Burleigh…The song that kept coming to mind as I navigated the tropical-feeling weather was Burleigh’s Among the Fuchsias, from his collection, Five Songs of Laurence Hope.…”

“Happy May Day, everyone. I’ve been pretty excited about the arrival of spring lately. It feels filled with extra symbolism these days as more and more of my loved ones are getting vaccinated, and the world seems to be re-emerging into some sort of new ‘normal’. I recently filmed a recital of songs about Springtime…”

“There was another full moon earlier this week, on Monday. I do hope you’ll forgive me for missing the actual evening of the full moon. As life has begun resuming a sense of normalcy in fits and starts, I am finding myself being unaccustomed to balancing a slightly more complicated schedule now that I am fully vaccinated, and it is safer to go out in the world again…”

“It’s another full moon tonight, so here is the second installment of my little Moon Song project for 2021. This month, I was drawn to Ned Rorem’s setting of Walt Whitman’s poem, Look Down, Fair Moon…”

“Today is Day 30.

I so was looking forward to writing a post celebrating the success of this 30 day challenge to write a post every day, but in the end, I am not able to do that. Instead, I feel that I need to write about the new low this current wave of anti-Asian violence has reached this week…”

“One of the social media initiatives at CAIC last year was a weekly #WomensHistoryWednesday post as we focused on the theme of last year’s Collaborative Works Festival, which celebrated the the 100th anniversary of the ratification of the 19th Amendment…”

“In these final days of this challenge, I find myself wondering what the next chapter of this blog will entail. When I started on this blogging journey back in 2006, it really began as an experiment. Over the years, it’s continued to feel that way, this 30 day challenge included. As with everything…”