Lofty seats

 

We went to the  Seattle Symphony yesterday afternoon to hear a piano recital. Subscribers have the benefit of exchanging their tickets for better seats, once per season, of course depending on what is available. 

This recital was sparsely attended, so we dropped by the box office and scored seats in the Founders Tier, where we plopped ourselves down in the front row center. (This is the section where you make a hefty donation just to have the privilege of purchasing tickets.) 

 

So quite a treat-- I felt like a King and Queen. Of something. Our regular seats are fine in the fourth row, but we can't look down on the entire beautiful hall. The sound is supposedly better on the upper tiers, although my tin ear doesn't really notice.

The piano soloist, Conrad Tao, performed a program called "Poetry and Fairy Tales: Brahmas, Ravel and More." He is very talented and the small audience was enthusiastic. 

Well, I'm glad to be back in Seattle this week, because March is coming in like a lion with stormy weather and feet of snow piling up in the mountains. The flowers are shivering with spring just around the corner. 

This switch to Daylight Savings Time is discombobulating. Not to mention, unhealthy. But we feel oh-so-lucky being retired-- this was once the worst day of the year.