10 a.m. on Tuesday, March 13.
I slept with the windows open last night. And this morning I’m paying for that delicious indiscretion with a slightly stuffy nose. But what joy this is, to hear the birds all a-twitter at 5 a.m. in the last days of winter.
Flowers in Ohio at Wm Henry Harrison's grave, 3/12/12.
The equinox is still a week away. But my peonies are six inches tall. I have daffodils from my garden gracing my kitchen table. And the mourning doves are crying with gusto and delight.
On this Tuesday morning of Spring Break, I slept in, then made a breakfast of bacon and fried eggs, a piece of toast, and some fresh fruit. Now with bills paid and some emails written, at some point this morning I’ll run by the bank, go by a new television, and then hit the office for a few hours of catch-up. The next two days are office days. Friday is a day off. I am taking life slower this week; Sunday felt like a true vacation, especially with seeing friends in Ohio and not traveling with a computer.
Last week, I made the decision to return to singing at the Church of Saint Michael and Saint George.
While I have been an itinerant staff singer at various places, and while I have roamed from parish to parish in search of the ‘right’ fit, CSMSG has been my anchor, and my best fit as a parish home. My church membership is there.
I sang at CSMSG during my first school year in Saint Louis, singing two services most Sundays plus the occasional funeral and Evensong and one-off liturgical event, but I knew that a return wasn’t the best for me or them since my travel schedule was fairly demanding and I could not meet the choir’s expectations for stability and attendance.
Recently, though, Rob Lehman and I have discussed various scenarios that would allow me to return home. As I wrote last week, “I am confident that I am making a healthy choice to sing the literature and liturgy that nourishes me so, and also to worship in context of the theology that comports with my own outlook and understanding.”
Rob is leading a very fine choir in the best liturgy in town. While the acoustics are troublesome, the music is glorious, and the people with whom I sing are committed and true.
I’m excited to join them on Palm Sunday for three services, and then to be immersed in the music and liturgy of Holy Week. Rehearsals start for me this week.