Still Here, Still Standing

 

I've been asked if I've stopped writing my blog. I guess the honest answer could be yes AND no. I haven't posted for two months. I haven't stopped completely but the posts do seem to get further and further apart. We seem to get busier and busier at the same time as we are moving slower and slower.

We had a full house for a good portion of my "missing in action" time. Grandchildren (and parents) were here at the farm during spring break. 

I've totally lost track of who was here when. There was a lot of coming and going. Lots of back and forth and lots of here and there. But everyone had some time here. Making "remember-ies" as Brother says. 

We had part of the family here for Easter. No new recipes this time. Just our favorites. This is pretty much the same menu that my mother always had for Easter. 

That long highway runs the other way, too. We made a couple of trips down their way. One to see Little Sister—who isn't so little now—in her high school musical. And one other trip to attend the Atlanta Master Chorale's jazz concert. 

They were back here for Little Sister's piano recital last weekend. (They live there, her piano teacher lives here, so zoom lessons work well for them.) In addition to seeing our family musicians, Daddy-O and I attended several concerts this spring. We got to see Samara Joy, an up and coming jazz singer, in concert and a few weeks later, we saw Yo-Yo Ma perform. Seeing him has been on my bucket list for years. I can check that one off now. 

And during this very busy season I have continued filling in for our church pianist. Lots of practice time at the piano. I had to set other things aside—like this blog—to keep up with that. Next week is my last Sunday to play. I am counting on a slower month of May. I'll let you know if that happens!

The flowers mixed in with the other photos? These are all in bloom in our yard now. I am not a gardener. Never have been. Never will be. But I love flowers. So I'm thankful for the old varieties that come back year after year without any help from me.