The Hills are Alive

... with the sound of music
With songs they have sung for a thousand years
The hills fill my heart with the sound of music
My heart wants to sing every song it hears

So in case you can't tell, mom and I continued our theater going outings today, with a trip to St. Paul to see The Sound of Music at the Ordway. It's one of those movies that I have seen probably a million times - it never got old as a kid, and it's still good today. How much of that is due to nostalgia is up for debate, but I am not the only who likes it, so... Anyway, we started out with brunch at the fabulous Meritage and then walked across Rice Park to see the show.

The quasi required photo of F. Scott. I wonder who gave him his scarves?

Mother and daughter at intermission.

The Grand Staircase

Rice Park after the show, all lit-up. It would be prettier with some snow.

We had a wonderful time, and I was able to resist the urge to sing along. It was interesting to see the changes made from the stage production to the movie - some of the songs are in different places, and a few were left out of the movie entirely.

Andy got to spend the day at home with the cats. I am sure they were on their best behavior.