Ssssh…listen. Do you hear that? No? Listen closer…it’s the sound of quiet. It sounds so nice, doesn’t it? It’s not quite the sound of silence, since the computer is humming, and my fingers are clicking away on the keyboard, and the washing machine is running in the background, and Paul and Art are nowhere in evidence, but it will definitely do for now.
Anders just left with the kids to go ice skating in Malmö and I decided to stay home to work on the AWC website, read another book (my 4th!), do laundry…and enjoy the peace and quiet. We’ve had a busy week with Christmas parties here and there and good food and lots of it. I’m ready for relaxing and did some already this morning, sleeping in and waking up slowly and then reading for an hour before getting up. The kid’s department looks like a toy-nado hit, but I only care a little bit and not enough to do anything about it.
I’ve been thinking about my dad a lot the last 2 days. It was mostly brought on because of a Christmas present that my mom sent me: Glenn Yarbrough’s CD Baby the Rain Must Fall, signed by him when she and my grandma went to see him live a couple of months ago. I love that album and it’s because of my dad. Glenn Yarbrough was one of the The Limeliters and his voice and his music was a huge part of my childhood because my dad loved them and their music, along with The Kingston Trio and Peter, Paul & Mary and various other folk rock groups. Dad would have been so jealous of my CD, although if he was alive he would certainly have gone to the concert with mom and grandma, and he’d probably have his OWN signed CD. It would have been fun to talk to him about it.
Happy Happy Great Big Birthday Wishes to scubatoe_eimi!