Wed, 4 Mar 2009All Good Things Come to an End
It's mid-week, post choir tour. We're heading into
the next concert, which we sing in less than 2
weeks. Time is shifting back into the rhythm of
papers, assignments, tests, presentations, and
rehearsals. But we have great memories that
include: composing songs together on the bus,
singing in just about every space imaginable,
including the welcome center at Ponca State Park in
Nebraska, performing 12 successful concerts to
appreciative audiences, consuming more cookies
than humanly possible, yelling "What, what!" a LOT,
requiring latecomers to wear green shamrock hats
and crowns, eating fabulous Indian food in
Madison..., the list goes on and on. Choir tours
have a way of becoming time capsules of delightful
times shared with peers, when music and travel and
sleep deprivation and close quarters create
friendships that last a lifetime. And provide the
discovery that music, sung together, is a
connection to others and to the Divine that is
indeed a sacred space.
Posted at 20:46 by Deb Brubaker #