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.