Tuesday, February 7, 2017

February 6, 2017

Allowed my voice through a heavy singing day, though I was also in a terrible mood and stomped around Cantaria rehearsal like a fly-tormented bull. Excellent sermon, taking the Powers of This World to task.

I bought a pot of hyacinths at the grocery store. They are coming into bloom, night-purple, spreading their perfume throughout the house.

Raging at the keyboard for typing things other than what I type.

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