I'm late blogging--because I was playing the piano--
Not every morning , the "spirit moves me" as Mom used to say, to sit at the piano, and play, to "my hearts content"-----
It does lift one's soul tho---even Himself just told me, " That sounded pretty good."
I play for the dogs---the Germans-They always come and flop down beside the piano and go to sleep--so cute!
This is our youngest little 4yr old Grandchild--the daughter of son#1--
Yesterday she arrived out here with son #4 and his children-
(You see it was Sunday and it's a Chinese thing---bring out the children to visit Gramma)
Out of the blue, at the lunch table, while looking around, she said, "You guys have a big house,"
"That's because we had a lot of children," I replied.--I went on to say, "Your Daddy grew up in this house,"
I could tell that this boggled her mind---"Where did he sleep?" she wanted to know.
Isn't it funny how younger Grandchildren never think that their parents once were little, and lived with Gramma and Ba-Ha?--
Lord love a Duck!---
There must be so much they don't realize eh?
And now I must get out and hoof it up the road--
You see, I was dancing and playing the piano too long---
Music does put life into our day--or--something like that---