April 5th, 2015

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rainy Spring returns for the holiday

We met our friends Scott and Donna last night for dinner at a nice Indian restaurant in Plano. Scott returned to me some of my mountain dulcimers, which we had stored with them during our home renovation. One dulcimer and two autoharps will need picking up later.

This morning I meant to wake up in time for sunrise Easter service. A solid rain fell on a cool day. The contrast from the warm recent days was both curious and welcome. But I woke at 8 a.m., a bit late for the services at the local churches. I listened to some music and also sent some emails about some paperwork.

I went instead to an 11 a.m. service at Suncreek UMC. A seat on a pew at the very back wall of the church suited me to a "T". The sermon touched on the closing words of the Gospel of Mark. This understated resurrection scene has three women discover that the stone has been rolled from the tomb, a young man tells them of the resurrection,and then they leave "in terror and amazement" and tell no-one. The unfinished feel of these concluding paragraphs appeals to me.

In the afternoon, I stopped by Bethany Lakes Park, where the ponds were joyously filled to over-flowing. I stopped to watch a Northern Rough-Winged Swallow flying over a pond. I took its picture when it stopped on a small sapling tree which was partially submerged. I also briefly stopped by Russell Creek Park and Allen Station Park.

I took Beatrice for an afternoon walk. She loved it. I also watched some games in the US Chess Championship and watched an interview or two. Live chess is as satisfying as live sports, with a good bit less hype and chess computers offering precisely calculated "play by play".

Tonight my wife made oven-fried chicken,and we are now watching an episode of "Call the Midwife".