Dear reader, how are you doing? I don't know if anyone reads Tollipop as regularly as my little brother does and has possibly been feeling the urge to send a threat text telling me to update my blog...I hope such is not the case!
Beyond the usual busyness of the season, I have been working on a story project and it has interfered with the time I usually spend here. I'm sorry for that but I at least wanted to mention this much because for some reason I get anxious and feel the need to explain my absences.
Possibly because my brother threat texts me. But also because I didn't want you to think I'd forgotten this little tea party altogether.
I will leave you with these clips of Izzy's recent violin recital. There is no way to express how much I love her teacher, how I would clone and insert her in almost every avenue of our lives if I could. And how I adore Izzy's musical friends who constantly give her a hard time and try to be taller than her.
I am deeply grateful for the gift of music in our home. It sounds like a concert hall every afternoon, filled with singing voices, with strings and piano, with ukelele and guitar. And when we aren't making the noise ourselves, I usually turn on the radio.
Last Sunday I was conducting my church choir and the tenor and bass section hummed their parts as I worked with the altos. We have a magnificent tenor and bass section at the moment. Breathtaking. They keep making me forget what I'm doing.
Music: that hum, the ground moving beneath my feet, that swooping, soaring lark in the sky.
I take it with me wherever I go.