My Furry Friend

I woke up the other morning at 6:30 to the sound of an energetic little mouse running suicides over the ceiling of our bedroom. He seems to be a morning person, and is doing his best to make us early risers as well. And yes, it is a he, because the thought of possible mouslings is too much to consider! I am waking up with dark thoughts these days, thoughts of mousetraps and tempting cheese and a little mouse deciding that the nesting is better at the neighbor's house. Correcting papers is quite the adventure, as the Bright Young Thing has picked the ceiling just above my window nook to make his nest in. It sounds as if he is hollowing out a nice cave inside the boards, and I have learned to distinguish scrabbbling, scritching, munching, and shredding.
Perhaps I could drop a hint to the renters above us that their apartment floor is the home of a mouse. But, then again, its not the sort of thing one can casually mention as you meet in the stairwell! I'll keep you posted...

Music-at last!

I got a call from our choir director last week, and it looks like I will be performing in a concert tomorrow night with the NSA and adult choirs. It was wonderful playing again, I hadn't realized how much I had missed it! I'm rusty though, hopefully I can sneak in a practice session or two before tomorrow night. We are performing a Bach piece, written for two choirs, with added flute, violin, and cello accompaniment. Looking forward to it!

Confessions of a Book Piler

My pile of books had grown to unmanageable proportions, and nearly toppled over on me this morning. I decided to take drastic measures, and shelve some books. And, of course, I found some books that I had forgotten to read:)
Remember I reported reading A Circle of Quiet, by Madeleine L'Engle? I've moved on to The Summer of the Great-Grandmother. A painfully realistic and beautiful exploration of the lessons learned from a death-bed. I'm looking forward to the next book, The Irrational Season.
The Jungle Book. I know, I know, I'm not a kid! But a good author can be read at any stage of life, and Rudyard Kipling fits this perfectly. Read it and discover how well you know the true story line!
The Greatest Stories Never Told, Rick C. Beyer. Amazing quirks of history that somehow don't make it into textbooks. Did you know the fax machine was invented during the Napoleonic Era? That coffee became popular in Europe only because of a papal decree stating that the devil shouldn't have all the good things in life? It's a strange world....