Ann and I have just got home from choir practice. We shall be singing the Allegri 'Miserere' on 31st March at St Mary's, Welshpool (also the Faure 'Requiem' and 'Cantique de Jean Racine'). The Miserere is not a particularly complex piece of choral music, compared to some, but it is both stunningly beautiful and extraordinarily difficult to sing well. It is one of those pieces that it is a privilege to sing; and we find ourselves really working hard to live up to that sense of privilege, and to the sublime quality of the composition, in the way we deliver it. Not long to go - and I'm still pondering over how we'll cope with the very different acoustics of St Mary's, as compared to the hall in which we practise.
I've also spent a happy couple of hours today rooting out weeds from a very overrun border, for a lady the back garden of whose flat backs onto farm land around Powis Castle. So all sorts of things have invaded her garden, including some quite voracious nettles and brambles. I think I shall have some aching bones tomorrow. Anyway, two very different activities, but a real sense of achievement, conquest even, each time: hearing our voices blend in this holy music, and looking at the well worked soil and spring bulbs after my hard work removing brambles!
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