Wednesday, December 26, 2007
A Season of Singing
As I've done solos, some people wonder how I can do it. To me it's all in realizing why I do the music and what the message is and who I'm singing to. I look directly at the audience one person at a time and try to present the music to them, phrased just so to make it touch them like it touches me. Other solos I've done this year include 'Danny Boy', 'O Thou Font of Every Blessing', 'O My Father' and 'A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief'. It's been a great blessing to share the gift of music.
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Christmas at Grandma's House
Maria and Malorie shine with the new hat and scarf.
Finally, Meagan and Tommie were there prior to Meagan going off to UT for pre-med schooling. We'll miss her.
White Christmas
The lights were added on the Saturday before Christmas as the weather 'soared' to above 50 degrees, balmy enough to feel comfortable getting out on a ladder and hooking the lights to the gutters. The half price sale price the week before Christmas also helped push me over the edge. Another vindication of waiting to shop till the last moment.
Congratulations David
On my last trip, I did a photo shoot just for the followers of this BlogSpot. I took this picture partially to prove that he really is going into this marriage with his eyes wide open!
Congratulations also on his final semester of medical school. When his final board tests are completed in February, he'll be able to practice all the disciplines he's studied. He has already been practicing for at least the last year. I know he's helped me out a lot.
Sunday, December 16, 2007
Brilliant Crystal Days
This is Elena at the start of our adventure in wonderland.
Just looking through the trees in a different way can change the scene to marvelucci.The nearby park had the most interesting photo-ops.
Even the grass was covered with the incessant rain from the days before
Elena decided to give her ice skating skills a try on the once safe sidewalk.
You can also see the effect of ice in the park. And if you listen closely, you can hear the crashing of ice.