Category: #countdown1876
Spent more or less in bed. Nothing significant has happened, two fine spring days, but otherwise gray and stormy weather. R. also not well, and slow progress in the house. My father writes me that he will not be visiting us this summer, he is going to Rome for 6…
View moreLoldi’s birthday celebrations have to be postponed, we are all in the grip of spring. R. writes a page of his score; he tries something out on the piano and then returns to his desk: “A stitch in time saves nine,” he says, laughing. — Herr Peters-Friedlander writes of the…
View moreI had a bad night and in consequence have to stay in bed, hoarse and running a temperature; the children all have colds, too. — In the morning R. reads the latest work by our friend Nietzsche and summarizes his opinion thus: “It is the work of a very significant…
View moreA new governess! May God give His blessing! R. teaches her the latest prayer for Fidi: “Dear God, tomorrow it would be nice if you could give me the largest slice!” — R. goes to the house, I with him, he takes a bath but does not feel very well…
View moreEverybody ill, even I plagued by a headache and hoarseness. R. divinely good, takes over all commissions for the house and remains in a good, cheerful mood. Image: Bayreuth around 1875.
View moreConsistorial visitors. R. works. Troubles with the ducal hens, which are suddenly proving difficult. Continued reading Wallenstein[1] to Lulu; R. rouses Wallenstein at Lietzen[2] with a loud Cock-a-doodle-doo,” suggested to him by the troubles with the hens. In the afternoon the children all unwell and put to bed. We read Schopenhauer (“On…
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