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A Week in Retrospect


Highlights from each day this week. 

        Saturday: I worked with Mom in the garden, pruning tomato plants and hauling off weeds. It was companionable to work together. 
        Friday: I made Swedish apple pie for the first time and really like it. Flour, spices, sugar, leavening and egg are mixed with chopped apples and baked. It is a sensible, yummy desert. 
        Thursday: I started another book project, which is really fun. It will be writing about my current life as fiction. 
        Wednesday: Enjoyed my tidy room and a painting mom propped on my bookshelf. I hadn’t known where to put it, and the bookshelf was the perfect place!
        Tuesday: Worked on minimalism article for the newspaper and got rid of a few more things out of my room. 
        Monday: I went to a Sacred Harp singing with a friend. It was a totally new experience and fun at the same time. I sang alto and eventually figured out how to sing with the 4-shape-note system. I’d definitely go again. 


 

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  1. Ann TeldererJuly 29, 2023 at 8:32 PM

    I started playing hymns on the piano as a child. I had one hymnal with shaped notes, but I had never heard of Sacred Harp singing. This got me to look it up and watch some videos. I imagine the music could be quite beautiful depending on the song and the particular group of singers. What an interesting experience!
    Also, I love the idea of writing about your current life as fiction. You may have given me an idea!

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    1. Jubilee YoungJuly 30, 2023 at 1:57 PM

      That is an apt description of Sacred Harp singing. Thanks for commenting!

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