“I wish I was in Dixie.”
With family there, going back for a visit with the turning of the leaves in early November.
I’ve been singing in the choir of an Anglican Catholic parish for a few weeks now. I’ve long been more an OT believer, but I love the mystery of the mass too. The music here is so contemplative; mainly Victorian and Renaissance. ‘Makes me feel great throughout the day.
I’m going to ride this high for awhile.
I wish OUR church still had a choir! (bass)
It went out when the guitars came in; too!
Along with the Christmas cantata.
Amen, amen, AMEN!!!
(Even occasionally those pounding, "I love my boyfriend" songs that the guitars play.)