In response to my mother’s earth day greetings email;  it felt too much like a post not to blog it: ——————— Happy Earth Day to you, too, Mom! The boys are out camping and enjoying nature appropriately. It’s the Kindergarten class camping trip,…

My son pours both lungs into a choppy sequence of scales, repeatedly missing one note switch.  He starts again, and one or both dogs whine along with him.  Really there’s nothing to do but cook during the thirty minutes of clarinet then oboe…