Day #41 Singing is Like Buzzing

As I write this, it's 6:30 Saturday evening. I just got home from an all-day rehearsal for the Gwinnet Choral Guild, and boy, did I have fun. I simply love singing with that group. The conductor, Phillip Shoultz, is dynamic and exacting, and kind at the same time. He can pull music out of us that we didn't know we had in us. I enjoy being held to a high standard of excellence (is that phrase redundant?)

We're getting ready for some upcoming concerts, rather like bees preparing for the winter. They gather honey -- we gather song. They dance -- we sing.

We're going to do our annual Messiah Singalong on the Sunday after Thanksgiving at Lawrenceville (GA)Presbyterian Church. Come on along and sing a hallelujah or two. The two Christmas concerts will be Saturday December 4th and Sunday the 5th. Details are at the GCG website.

"But, I live in Texas," you say.  Or in Louisiana or Michigan or Australia. Well, just as there are bees practically everywhere (except Antarctica), so there are singers. Check out your local high school. I bet their music department is putting on a concert of some sort.

After you hear the singers, tell me all about it.

Just 129 more days until I get my bees! Do you think you can stand waiting that long?

BEEattitude for Day # 41:

       Blessed are the singers, for they shall have rich lives indeed.

Two people I’m grateful for right now:

       Veronica and Millie, who cared for my cats while I was in Colorado.