SUNDAY MUSING

I have just had one of my favorite Sundays. I went to church then came home and ate leftovers from a wonderful meal earlier in the week--the steak that I spoke of in an earlier writing this week. It was almost as good today as it was when it was first sizzling on the platter. After eating I retired to the sofa and the TV where I was more or less conscious the rest of the day with rain falling softly on the roof making the patter that I love so much. I probably won't sleep tonight but it was sure wonderful this afternoon. I had been tired a lot on Friday and Saturday so maybe I got rested up today.

This afternoon I watched the first half of ANNE OF GREEN GABLES, THE SEQUEL, which I had to play a second time to get the part that I slept through. So if I can't sleep tonight I will watch the second half. I wax nostalgic when I watch the Anne series because it was a favorite way to spend a winter afternoon for Amanda and me. We would nestle into warm covers on the daybed which was in the living end of our huge country kitchen. There we would stay for hours watching Anne Shirley and friends on beautiful Prince Edward Island. I always wanted to go there after seeing what a charming and beautiful place that it is.

Tonight I saw Garrison Keillor and The Prarie Home Companion cast on PBS doing last night's show from the Tanglewood Music Festival in upstate New York. It was delightful as are all of his performances.

I heard only a brief blurb today about there being an auto accident at today's Madison Regatta in my old home town of Madison, Indiana. Seems that a car drove into the crowd of spectators and on into the river. That is rather hard to imagine since the roads leading to the river are all blocked off for the boat race activities. On second thought, maybe it isn't hard to believe. There are always a lot of drunk crazies at that race. A roadblock doesn't have much force against a drunken driver. I remember one year when I lived there that someone jumped from the bridge and I think was found with his feet stuck in the muddy bottom of the river. Anyway, he succeeded in taking his life in front of about 50,000 people. I guess you could say that he took the BIG plunge.

So, now my beautiful Sunday has come and gone and a new week is a few minutes old. The rain has stopped and so shall I. All is peaceful for me and my furry companion, Willow. Shalom.