Peace & Quiet

Frank finally had a break from work. He has been working so hard I worry about him. But like my father used to do, Frank works until he drops. But he was able to get some rest this morning at last.

Today all I’ve done is practice, practice, practice. I really do get so tired of practicing all the time, but I have to for all the concerts coming up next month. I practice about 42 hours a week, thanks to the fact that I have a heap of music and two instruments. But as Frank puts in hours of work, so do I when I practice. This may be a very boring subject for all you readers of my blog, but it’s what I do all day besides cleaning and doing my little Bible studies. Not much to say besides what Frank and I do.

But I really like this new world. It’s nice and quiet, and anyone who knows me personally knows how much I savor peace and quiet. The setting out here is so peaceful and tranquil; and the sunsets are beautiful beyond compare. It’s a little paradise, and I say that with all confidence because God created it. Frank and I will sometimes go out and sit by the gazebo, and enjoy hearing the water gently whisper as it brushes the grass, the birds as they fly overhead, and the joy of just being together. We walk hand in hand through the overgrown paths, and share a long kiss or two over the bridges. It seems that no matter how long we are out there, it just isn’t long enough. I am always reluctant to leave it, but all good things come to an end at some point.