Un-News

This is the first evening in quite awhile that the whole family is home. The feel of summer is in the air; it reached 74 lovely degrees this afternoon, and for the first time this year, our windows are open. Ahhh. If only the yard didn't resemble a nuclear wasteland: grey grass, shreds of paper that never made it to the burn barrel, muddy ruts in the lawn from various vehicles, and a broken barn window. (Red-neck question: Can you vacuum a lawn?)

The special meetings at church ended last night, leaving me with the question: was that a taste of heaven? I think so, indeed.

I had my piano tuned and regulated today. My piano tuner is a gentle spirit and a good conversationist. He also is a fine technician, and always leaves me with a better instrument than the one I had when he walked in the door. My fingers are itching to ply my trade...

This evening's program is all Bach. Admission is free, but a free-will chocolate offering will be received.