sunday night, 7pm. location: zmf. weather: 23°C, sunshine, light wind. summer has returned, after a week of much needed rain.
tina and i sat on the hill behind the large tent, on a checked plaid, with tomatoes & mozzarella, warm bread, veges & dips, ice cold wine and mousse au chocolate for dessert, listening to carl orff's carmina burana in all it's paradoxical, passionate, percussion glory.
we chatted whenever the soprano sang because her voice hardly left the tent, read along to the lyrics in the grande moments and swayed and yo-ed in tune, too, and had the most delightful evening in ages. the sun set over the kaiserstuhl in time with the reprise of "oh fortuna", and we later cycled home, well fed and well entertained.
have i mentioned before how much i love july?