Just when hibernating became so very attractive; clang! I thought of other stuff to do. Aidan and I got a dart board we put up inside the barn. We have played a couple of afternoons, though his homework interrupted tonight.
Just as well, however. to be interrupted. This was my first practice with the choir I've joined at the church that I feel is the right one now. Very welcoming, friendly, lots of commitment and activity. It felt so good sitting in that church a couple of weeks ago that I was almost afraid to trust the feeling because I've been going to quite a few different ones as you've probably noticed if you read earlier posts. Now, this just gets better and better; in August 2015 the choir (plus two other ones) is going to Winchester Cathedral in England. The 98 slots are filled and I am on the wait list to go, too, with pretty good prospects of a slot for me. Who knew!
A sad note to interject here: Wendy's old Bonnie kitty was very kindly put to sleep since she no longer could eat. Indications were that she had cancer. She was 17 years old. The family and Karma are missing her. She was a sweet cat.
Aidan and I checked out one of the areas along the Perkiomen Trail Sunday afternoon. It looks great for biking and certainly was for our little walk. Cold wind set in and we didn't go too far. Saw a whole field riddled with mole diggings on our way back to the car. We finished up with ice cream cones at the Energy Station. Now that didn't warm us up, but, hey! it's ice cream.
Clang! I've been watching a bike shop next door to the Harleysville Hotel--that of the great chicken wings--and recently I went in the shop to scope out a bike. Went back and tried out a hybrid Trek. It was a tad heavy to put in and out of the car, so they built a lighter weight one that I went to try today. It is just great. I got it!!!
In case you are wondering, Toby is back outside. Before long he didn't come to the porch for food. Yep! There he was back up in the tree. Jasper the barn cat was in the first crook of the tree branches snarling up at Toby high in the tree. Guess that is how Toby wound up in the tree the first time, too. I was too embarrassed to call the same kind man to rescue him again. As it turned out another tree service company, local, family-owned, came and this wonderful man rappelled up the tree and scooped Toby up and rappelled down with him under his arm. Best of all he had an idea of how to gird the tree with some wire fencing so that Toby can't climb it again. I'll explain…wrap around tree, bend outward at 90 degrees and voila! cat-proof. Wendy helped me. It isn't pretty and I hated to add it to the tree since it sits so beautifully next to the barn.
Keoni has been pouring on the practice sessions and recording them for auditions that are due in a couple more days. He really puts time, work and his whole being into it.
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| Keoni in his bedroom checking his recordings on the computer. |
Yes, I still love Toby.
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