The Sun Didn’t Set

Back from Russia: J was serving on the violin jury of the Tchaikovsky Competition (maybe one day  he’ll tell you that story) in St. Petersburg and Moscow, and, having finished my first act, I felt entitled to join him for ten white nights.   Highlights; I got to meet (and J to reconnect with) enchanting Renata Scotto, who might have sung the first Marie Antoinette in The Ghosts of Versailles had the stars aligned, and Anne-Sophie Mutter, to celebrate her birthday, invited us all on the boat she took on the Neva,  so we saw the glittering bridges yawn open at 2:00 in the morning, which is the thing one does in St. Petersburg in June. Somehow, I endured.  Now, back to Act Two.