"OH, YOU CAN'T HELP THAT," SAID THE CAT, "WE'RE ALL MAD HERE."
--Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland

Monday, June 15, 2015

Graduation and The Beat Goes On

Last Monday was Keoni's graduation held indoors because of the torrential rain which blew in mightily while all gathered in the auditorium.


Wendy and Keoni. John was still on the turnpike making his way from work.

It's grand be a grandma. Wind blew my hair though.



The venue.



John made it in plenty of time.




Keoni takes his place second row fourth from left.

Assembled.



There were approximately 500 graduating. A snippet of Keoni receiving his diploma.


It took awhile to exit.

We managed to find Keoni celebrating with Steph and others.

Following, we went to supper in Skippack in the still pouring rain and ate at a sushi place Keoni chose. I found fare that got me around the sushi just fine. Alas, it's the kelp.

There have been so many last things going on, it wasn't until after Keoni's last recital of the season that the mileposts really caught up with him.

Last two minutes...






Didn't capture the quintet's piece and wish I had. They were exceptional.

With Mr. de Pasquale.

And with Seth who has been Keoni's accompanist for the past two years.

The quintet and Mr. D. They were all wonderful and it is remarkable that they pulled it off since they were only able to play together twice before performing Saturday.

Sunday morning Seth was back at church; this time one the organ.
During the week Aidan developed both his soccer skills and video skills making a number of "selfies" to critique his own moves. Here are some snippets...the last one Keoni videoed. Remarkable work Aidan's iPad does.














In the meantime, the four-leggeds and the winged domestics carry on. Wendy began milking the mama goats on Friday.

The first quart filters into its container.
The baby goats adventured onto the screen porch...
John is working on screen door repairs.
Hanging out in the last of morning shade.

Fancy's heat-dissipation pose.

Acrylics.

Mid-afternoon this is where you find the hens.


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