One time years ago in church, the person sitting next to me said, “Ew, you sing alto.” Well, she may not have actually said the “ew”, but it was implied. Obviously, being an alto was somehow less than, and since then, I have tried to sing soprano. Not the wildly high notes that sound like angels, just the notes that make up the melody. It usually never works. [Read more…] about Finding My Place in the Choir
Archives for September 2012
Quote of the Week for Sept. 24
“Art teaches nothing except the significance of life.” — Henry Miller
Old Dogs, New Tricks
We couldn’t find dog care, so my husband and I took our geriatric Jack Russell, Andy, on vacation to Nantucket with us. I was worried. Andy has an impressive history of car sickness so he’s rarely traveled. Plus, he’s nearly 15. I thought the three-hour car ride, one-hour ferry crossing, and eight days away from his familiar environment and routine might kill him. I knew, however, not going on this long overdue vacation might kill me. [Read more…] about Old Dogs, New Tricks
Quote of the Week for Sept. 17
“When the ears begin to hear, and the eyes begin to see; when the pulse begins to throb, the brain to think again; the soul to feel the flesh and the flesh to feel the chain.” — Emily Bronte