News from Lake Needham
Apr. 9th, 2014 10:53 pmI went out last night to see if any frogs were singing. They were, but only the peepers, and there were none of them close by. I did not try tonight, as we had choir practice, which we usually have on Thursdays, but the choir director had a conflict tomorrow, so we reschedued for today.
We are practicing a Kodaly piece for this Sunday, and Mozart's Ave Verum for next Thursday, which will be Maundy Thursday.
We seem to be singing a lot in Latin these days.
If the Last Supper had happened three days earlier, we'd have Maundy Monday.
While I was visiting my father over the weekend, the phone rang with news that one of his friends has died. There has been way too much death lately.
My accountant asked me the other day if I regret not going to business school and working on Wall Street. Well, there are some things in my life I regret, but that's not one of them. I enjoy what I do for a living, even if it doesn't pay what Wall Street does.
I do think I should have taken more risks when I was young, though.
Oh, well. Water over the dam... The future begins tomorrow, as W.D. Richter would say. We must work while the clock she's a-ticking.
I miss Marion. It was hard not to think of her yesterday at the NH station when the Yankees were on. She would have been pissed, though, as the Yankees got shellacked by the Orioles. THUH-uh-UH-uh pitch...
We are practicing a Kodaly piece for this Sunday, and Mozart's Ave Verum for next Thursday, which will be Maundy Thursday.
We seem to be singing a lot in Latin these days.
If the Last Supper had happened three days earlier, we'd have Maundy Monday.
While I was visiting my father over the weekend, the phone rang with news that one of his friends has died. There has been way too much death lately.
My accountant asked me the other day if I regret not going to business school and working on Wall Street. Well, there are some things in my life I regret, but that's not one of them. I enjoy what I do for a living, even if it doesn't pay what Wall Street does.
I do think I should have taken more risks when I was young, though.
Oh, well. Water over the dam... The future begins tomorrow, as W.D. Richter would say. We must work while the clock she's a-ticking.
I miss Marion. It was hard not to think of her yesterday at the NH station when the Yankees were on. She would have been pissed, though, as the Yankees got shellacked by the Orioles. THUH-uh-UH-uh pitch...