Weekend Round-Up

Did little - most of it involved music and/or people from high school.

Friday PM: In addition to the game, one of the calls I took involved someone from my high school class. I was wearing a T-shirt from high school -- just thought it would be fun on a homecoming day.


Art shot


Little fan


Class of 2011


Their guy - I was practicing taking action shots after dusk.


Click to see larger. Looks like they are trying to slap down the point after.


Cool stuff near the field, dusk shot


Students - you can't see his kilt, but aren't they cute together?

Saturday AM: Up earlier than usual (for me, not for the rest of civilized society), to practice for Mass music. One of the songs for this Sunday was "You Are Mine", a fave.

Izzy and I passed some delightful time sitting in the backyard Saturday afternoon--the temp & humidity were at perfect levels. There were birds and squirrels, and the cat sneaking around eating bits of grass from various hiding places. While out there, we spoke for a bit with an across the fence neighbor who, it turns out, not surprisingly in this town, went to my high school (three years behind me) and knew two of my siblings and a few of their friends.

Saturday PM: I went to a choral music concert in which another friend from high school was singing. All composers who lived or worked in SC -- from Gershwin to Dizzy Gillespie to one of the guys who wrote Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy (cannot find the SC connection this evening).
One treat was to get to re-meet (many years later) the man who directed the two All-state Choirs for which I was lucky enough to be selected.


Boogie Woogie caps


Friend from High School


Accidental Shot, but probably my favorite from the evening.

Sunday AM: Mass. Padre talked about it being Respect Life Sunday, presenting what the church teaches, as well as the forgiveness and healing available to those whose lives were touched by abortion (Fr's words, I think well & carefully chosen.) I was pleased that it worked out that we sang this song right after the homily, re-stating the love of God for those in pain.

You Are Mine

I will come to you in the silence
I will lift you from all your fear
You will hear My voice I claim you as My choice
Be still, and know I am near

I am hope for all who are hopeless
I am eyes for all who long to see
In the shadows of the night, I will be your light
Come and rest in Me

Chorus
Do not be afraid, I am with you
I have called you each by name
Come and follow Me I will bring you home
I love you and you are mine

I am strength for all the despairing
Healing for the ones who dwell in shame
All the blind will see, the lame will all run free
And all will know My name

Chorus...

I am the Word that leads all to freedom
I am the peace the world cannot give
I will call your name, embracing all your pain
Stand up, now, walk, and live

Chorus...

(C. 1991, David Haas)

Side note: I know some folks really enjoy disliking Haas (& Haugen), but this song should be exempt. It's lovely, comforting, and scriptural. What more do people want?

Sunday afternoon & evening: Nice nap after a week of on-call and lack of sleep. Watched "The Misfits." Did GRE Math prep. I am soooo dead this Thursday -- I've completely compartmentalized geometric proofs to some inaccessible part of my brain. I'm a bit worried that re-accessing that part of my brain will bring back all the safely sequestered high school memories.

Busy week coming up again. Get your flu shots, people. Don't pet or pick-up stray animals.