3 years ago both Hannah and Olivia started piano lessons...after a month, we decided together that just Hannah would continue. Since then, I've wished that Olivia would want to resume, but she doesn't want to...I'm not going to push her. BUT she's expressed interest in playing the ukulele...and the trumpet. Rob's dad gave her one of his trumpets and she's getting better at it...
Yesterday, we spent a few hours with my parents, raking leaves, jumping in them, hiding in them...and ended up staying for dinner. I wish I'd brought my camera. For those of you who have been following the story of my dad and his battle living with Parkinson's disease, he's been doing better lately. He went for a bike ride alone on Saturday, 2 miles...and was fine, until he came home, fell in the driveway, my mom said that the two next door neighbors rushed over to help him out...he gashed his forehead right by his eyebrow and really should probably get 5 stitches, but I'm sure he will heal, if there's a scar, it's one to be proud of... I admire him for riding his bicycle so much! I love to ride my bike, too.
The Day grew small.
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The Day grew small, surrounded tight By early, stooping Night — The
Afternoon in Evening deep Its Yellow shortness dropt — The Winds went out
their martial...
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2 comments:
So glad Fr. Paul has been feeling a bit better! sorry about his fall though.
love the picture of your trumpet player!
sending a HUG your way!
Oh, so sorry about your dad - praying for him. That is great that he gets out on the bike, but head gashes are no bueno. :(
Your trumpet-playing-daughter is awesome!
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