Friday, June 17, 2005
summer hours
In summer, when I don't have to teach, I get in the habit of staying up late. In the old days, at Yaddo, or at MacDowell, or in Vermont, I would often stay up until two or three in the morning. In Vermont I could practice at that hour since there was no one to disturb, just whatever little mice or other animals were living in that great big old house. Oh how I miss it.
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