This morning I head a woodpecker pecking away when I put the garbage out. Yesterday, I heard him as well. Also, Eileen and I saw a robin walking back and forth to church. I do like having the birds back.
I was very tired after church yesterday. I was thinking of going to hear a concert by my colleague, Rhonda. I thought it started at 2 PM. But when I got dressed to go, Eileen pointed out that it actually started at 4 PM. Since I was dressed, I drove to say hi to my Mom and then to church to practice organ. The Alice Parker pieces I am learning need as much attention as I can give them. I played well yesterday but I could tell I didn’t know the pieces as thoroughly as I would prefer.
When I looked up from practicing it was about ten minutes until Rhonda’s recital. I thought of rushing and trying to get there but it took me too long to get in the car. I feel a little bad not supporting a local colleague, especially since many of the other local organists don’t show for these fine recitals. (Sorry, Rhonda!)
This song sums it up:
I have already emailed off the info for this Sunday’s bulletin. Again I requested a pdf to edit. I missed some stuff in the last proofing that I hope to get changed this week. I wish I could get the office to work further ahead than a week on these things. When I was in charge of bulletins (worship resources I think they called it) at Our Lady of the Lake, I had a process of about four weeks with four bulletin in four stages of preparation.
By that process, I would finalize a bulletin at least a week before needed so that it would be ready to publish.
Oh well. It seems as though locally planning ahead is an old fashioned attribute. And god knows I am a person from the past not the future.
As I was going to see my Mom a guy shouted out as I approached he and an elderly woman to join them in the elevator that he liked my hat (I was wearing my jester hat because it was fucking cold yesterday). When I joined him in the elevator he then complimented my beard. “How long have you had it?” he asked. I paused and said probably about forty years. I told him I shaved it off once in that time and my wife asked me not to do that again.
Old fashioned jupe with his extremely old beard I guess.
There are pluses to being invisible due to age.
I linked this before but only finished it this morning. This article shows a very adroit and intentional President Obama. Long.
Merkel seems to have sacrificed her reelection possibilities by doing the right thing.
I love intelligent people talking about the C.I.A. or the military. I might have to read this guy’s book.