So it is that Christmas Eve will appear tomorrow and I don't quite have all prepared for it. But almost. All of life seems to be speeding by for me now. I see, now that I am more advanced in years, that this joy ride will end in the not too distant future. And, just like Christmas itself, it will come unexpectedly fast. And, perhaps, like Christmas, I will think of things at the last minute that need to be done before I can leave. Hum. Perhaps I am getting a bit too philosophical.
One of the many blessings of being here for Layne is that he is part of a quartet that has been performing during the Christmas season. He loves to sing. His group just finished several concerts on Temple Hill, where each evening of the season is filled with some kind of musical performance. (Our Nutcracker ballet began the season.) I was blessed to hear Layne's concert on Wednesday. I LOVED it! They sang lively and unusual renditions of Christmas music that filled the room with wonder and warmth. I think that presenting the familiar in an unusual way can be very powerful. It calls the mind to open up and notice. The room was filled for both performances and included friends that we haven't seen for awhile. That was nice too.
Layne's quartet (L to R): Clayton Gardener, Audrey (the pianist and part-time singer), Layne, Jennifer Richey, Dianna Fife) |
One of my poinsettia drawings that I did for the kids. |
Rain this morning, again. But a lovely rainbow made its appearance for a brief period. |
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