The rain came last night. It was heavy at times. It stopped but started again a while later. The weather for today is rain on and off. The air has a damp chilly breeze, but I love it after all that heat.

The dogs and I slept upstairs last night. It was the sleep of the dead. The morning had already started when I went to bed. The light had come, and the birds were singing. I slept until 12:30. My Monday night concert is already cancelled because of the weather prediction. I’m okay with that. We have two more concerts this week.

I watched a mouse here in the den come out, see me then run and hide. The beastie did it a couple of times. I set a trap and caught it, but I don’t think it was the same mouse. I’m going to reset the trap.

When I was a kid, I didn’t know anyone who played a musical instrument. My foray into the world of music had been a triangle in the rhythm band and a tin flute the nuns taught us to play in the third grade. My grandparents had a piano, but it was a status symbol and sat unused in the living room. Never did I imagine I would learn to play any instrument. Big Brother Bob Emery and Arthur Godfrey played ukes, but I always thought of ukes as mini guitars. I can actually play music now. I love my uke, have two of them. The one I use most times was a Christmas present from my sister. The other came from a friend. It had belonged to his sister who passed away. I cherish both my ukes, my very wonderful gifts.

When I was a kid, the future was the next day or even that day after school. I had no answer when my aunt the nun asked what I wanted to be when I grew up. I always made up the answer. Writing a Christmas list was one of the few look to the future things I did. I remember hoping for a bike, putting it first on my list. My mother taught me to ride. I can still see in my mind’s eye when I finally figured it out. We were on the road in front of the house. I was on my own headed to the hill. I got scared and fell off. I remember counting the days until Christmas and to my birthday. I needed to count to see so far into the future.

I’m back to thinking of the future as a day or two in front of me. That’s about as far as I need to see.

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