The evening report:
1. My fibula and surrounding tendons are still a mess, if the discomfort I feel without the brace is any indication. I see the ortho doctor on Wednesday for a 5.5-week check-up. I’m ready for the boot to be gone.
2. I’m home this evening, worn out.
3. The week has been richer and fuller than I any single man deserves. Such is the nature of the job.
4. The dogwood tree outside my home office window is in a scrum of bloom, and I am happy for it.
5. Few things in life compare to hearing a new choral work, composed in July, sung in a final dress rehearsal, and sung well and beautifully. I was close to tears.
6. Lilacs are one of Spring’s greatest gifts. My home and office are a delight of scent.
7. Hospitals . . . . One colleague is ill and ailing and in for a long recovery. Another and his wife welcomed their first child last week. My prayer book is getting a workout.
8. The winter coats and caps are stored. Spring and summer has arrived.
9. Samson is a joy and boon.
10. Even in this joyful Eastertide, the penitential Psalm 51 is still a good one to read.
11. Merlin returns tonight on ScyFy for its final few episodes of the series.
12. The weekend is also full. Lessons, a singing competition to host, a show to attend, church, and a choral concert Sunday evening all get their own time slot this weekend. So does grading and email catch-up.