As you can see there was a cloud cover and lots of fog. Right behind, there is weather coming that's been tormenting the Rockies and the midwest. Still, nice to appreciate Toby sitting next to me or on my lap while I sip coffee and check the e-news.
Keoni and I took a walk together around the property a couple days ago and out of the woods came Toby to join us on the walk. The little devil was happy as a clam in a bucket of warm sea water. He follows in spurts; hunkers down watching everything, then a 20 yard dash to catch up, repeat. In the interest of luring him back from the siren call of the woods I've finally purchased wet food for him and started an evening regimen of wet food on the porch in hopes that a tummy full of meat will diminish his hunting forays into the wild.
In the house, Karma has caught a couple of mice that trespassed the kitchen. She just plays with them, and Wendy calls Sebastian, the Rat Terrier, in to finish the job.
That bit of savage news out of the way, I'll post that I've been busy writing for the church e-newsletter which I'm liking quite a bit since I'm writing about the unsung people mostly, and taking some pictures here and there to help illustrate the stories. So far, I talked to a rocket scientist, a woman who's a PhD electo-chemist, and our Tai Chi instructor who's a business communications consultant. It's a satisfying endeavor.
Thinking about savagery again, I'm reading parts of the Old Testament. God really knew how to get Pharaoh's attention! Reading Exodus, I was able to forget Charlton Heston when the spiritual Go Down, Moses started playing in my head...let my people go! It stuck in my head. In case it is now stuck in your head, here is an a cappella version with printed words... Go Down, Moses
Soccer continues. Aidan is glorying in it. This weekend another all-star tournament will take place. Yes, the teams are still practicing on Tuesday and Thursday nights at various lighted parks in the region. I don't know what will happen when all that cold weather gets here. Aidan made up a team spirit shout/chant...
Aidan: 1-2-3!
Team: Work-Hard!
Teammate: 4-5-6!
Team: Together!
They have been using it before fielding.
Music continues. Both grandsons are immersed in it. Keoni has his SATs and ACTs out of the way, and applied to several higher learning places and is readying audition materials. Also, he's making connections with the network of musicians and teachers he's developed. John and Wendy are taking him to Cleveland to work with an instructor there on a weekend in December; tonight he is doing the same thing in the Philly area. I took him to the train for that and John is picking him up. Wendy still coaches Aidan's cello work so stayed here while I did the transporting to the train station.
My little room is pleasant. Daytimes, I enjoy the light from the Southeast facing windows this upper corner of the house. It is quiet and private.
It is time to stop and take in another murder story on my laptop. Midsomer's Murders holds my interest, and, recently, I discovered Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries.
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