In another window Paul, our new choral director (and our former piano player) is singing Miss Celie's Blues's alto 2 part. Was heading to bed early, but with one thing and the other on the computer here it doesn't look as if I'll be snoozing particularly early tonight.
Paul has a smooth voice.
When I was a kid I thought more people knew how to play the piano than do.
Did a lot of physical stuff today. The most accomplishment-y was mulching the leaves in the yard with Bert's lawnmower.
One of my neighbors got his new roof today. It's this old-lookin' style of shingle I've wondered about whether you can still get. Diamond-shaped. I've seen 'em on older houses downtown. I like 'em.
There was something absorbing about watching the guys tear the old roof off yesterday. The dog and I just stood there staring at them. It wasn't fascinating. Just hypnotizing.