Since it's Holy Week, I thought I'd forward this (ir)reverent take on a holiday classic. I'm rooting for the short one.
Right now I'm waiting for the P.O. to deliver the Burkart flute that I sent off to OH (their repair guy lives there). They promised it by noon today. He said it was playing like a Gemeinhardt when he got it. I didn't think it was _SO_ bad so am really looking forward to seeing what it's like now.
Meanwhile a whole pile o' laundry sits in the kitchen waiting to be done.
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Heading out to mail some stuff, put a check in the bank & pick up the papers before it rains. Freezing (literally) here - "feels li... -
Tobey on the back of the sofa. He usually drags the rug down off the back & makes a nest of it. :| -
Shots taken around the yard and in front of the porch of the garden finery Andy's tended all season.
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