More Ivories than Yarn

Spent an overnight in a secluded B&B with 7 other women who enjoy music.

We were together from 5 PM to 12:30 PM the next day.  Two meals and a GOOD night's sleep left about 4 hours of uninterrupted rehearsal time.  Uninterrupted, did I say? Interrupted by bouts of rolling on the floor.

Phones ringing to announce the progress of a birth.  Very spotty cell service, and discussions of childhood speech impediments and the best "howling" we could do.
I arrived first to set up the keyboard to find the hubs forgot to put in the stand.  Telephone books!  What will happen to the future generations when those become obsolete?