Good grief and hairy gravy, where'd the time go?
Hmm, over eight hours past my regular posting time. Did you miss me?
Sheesh, sorry about that...
There's been a lot of stuff on my plate this week and sometimes us semi-self-employed people do have a problem with realizing what day of the week it is.
Technically this can still be a Fuzzy Friday Open Thread. Still Friday out west, but over here the birds are chirping out their Saturday morning alarm calls.
More blithering below.
I suppose a proper apology is said with flowers:
The apple blossoms are a-bloomin' here. That picture though, is from last year... sigh, always late.
I did get something done on time this week. And I used that photo. I made a concert program for a friend who'll be playing some of the works of Czech composer J. B. Foerster on Tuesday.
Are you familiar with this guy?
I expect I'll be learning a lot more about him on Tuesday. From what I've heard so far though, I'd say he's worth learning about. I thank my parents for indoctrinating me to the joys of classical music at an early age.
Those seven years of piano lessons were not just psychiatric counseling sessions.
This is an open thread.