This is too fun of a date to let slip past without blogging. I’ve yet an hour to midnight here in the Pacific Northwest.
This evening was the annual Christmas Sing-along at the Friends church in town. What a time we had rocking the building with noise and joy. Two of our regular guitarists couldn’t make it but there were still plenty of musicians and the pews (rounded into sort of a circle for the occasion) were packed.
Ed took a few pictures early in the evening, before the large group of cowboys arrived. Once they came there was hardly even any standing room left. It’s a good thing a number of people took turns chatting and eating in the basement. I wish he’d thought to take a picture of them. They were decked out with their hats, and fancy neck rags. But, alas, no pictures of them.
Heehee, no we weren’t…
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