Today in the orchard
Skylar and I continued topworking trees around the farm. We’re just about done for the year. It was actually hot out. The blackflies and mosquitoes kept a respectful distance, and I only got one tick. Skylar is a fast learner and becoming a pro at topworking. That’s what the orchard is all about: passing the baton.
Passing the baton
In the evening Cammy and I went to a jazz concert in Orono. It was the vocal quartet “New York Voices” backed-up by the Portland Jazz Orchestra. The Collins Center for the Arts was packed with hundreds of wildly enthusiastic musicians under the age of 18 who were there for a vocal and instrumental music competition for high school students. They stood up, clapped, sang and danced to the jazz tunes that were mostly written long before they were born. After the concert we hung around the lobby like groupies for a few minutes. It was clear that the band members were delighted with the audience and their enthusiasm for music. One of the four singers said to me with a big smile, “we’re passing the baton!”
