We have taken our seats early. Filled with anticipation.
The concert hall is still empty and quiet. The cellos are sleeping, deep in the land of dreams.
Slowly the podium fills, tunes are flowing, trying to find each other in harmony.
Then, in comes the Maestro, and the hall explode in applause.
But what do I see? Two pingui....I mean Maestri? Where are my new glasses? Oh no, I forgot them at home.....
My eyes don't focus.....are there two or only one......
Oh, why bother! The music is great. I lean back in my chair, close my eyes and let the music fill my soul.
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Photos: a concert yesterday with Trondheim Symphonic Orchestra and the conductor Torodd Wigum.
After the concert we had lunch in town, and I promised my aunt Oddrun to post a photo of my mother and her three siblings, aunt Solbjørg, aunt Oddrun and uncle John. (Lucky uncle John is going to Venezia in a couple of weeks) You already know Oddrun as an 8 year old girl, and also as a creator of fastelavnsris :-)
