Good, full, weekend

Well, this past weekend came off pretty well. Dan and Andy, flying in from Chicago, were very fortunate to miss the big east coast storm, we had a lovely time at lunch with them and with 107-year-old Aunt Hazel and her son and daughter-in-law, Bob and Nancy, at a restaurant in New London, NH.

                               At MacKenna's Restaurant

                               The amazing Hazel Nilson, a young 107. 

Then we came home and got ready for our concert. D&A went to a Thai restaurant in Brattleboro and despite slow service made it in the nick of time to the concert, which was a success with the audience ("The best thing you have ever done," said one), even if we felt we could have done better. 

                            Waiting in the parlor for the concert to begin

We chatted afterward at home, then got a bit of sleep before Sunday morning breakfast and church, where D&S joined us for the choir, led by a charismatic African-American couple, Kim and Reggie, singers and preachers extra-ordinary. 

 

                           Reggie speaking with a member of the congregation

Then we high-tailed it to Panda North where we met John and Cynthia for dinner - very nice for the cousins (Dan and John)  to be together a bit - and then Ellen and I dashed to our second performance, which was also quite well-received (but again, we could have done better) and then we came home (D&A having in the meantime gone back to Boston) and I got a bite to eat (literally) and went to a rehearsal (YES!!) of Carmina Burana. A glutton of sorts, I guess. Ellen stayed home of course and watched Downton Abbey. I'll watch a rebroadcast tonight. Today we really took it easy. After a weekend like that, I guess we are entitled. While we were doing all that, our neighbor, Zac, got busy taking down some white pines and opening up our view - sort of restoring the way it was when we built the house 43 years ago ( emphasis on sort of), and all part of the larger plan of making the house ready to put on the market (someday, not tomorrow). Still a lot to to inside and outside, but progress is being made!