(not necessarily in that order)
I bought this bandana in Guerneville because I loved the colors.
But when I looked at it closely today, I was amazed to discover that — rather than a random pattern of colors — it’s a bunch of turtles playing the banjo!
Ha ha ha! I love it! 😅
Every now and then preparing Sunday service music requires non-musical skills learned in grade school, involving colored pens.
Why? Because not only does tomorrow’s song require a goodly number of singers, but we have to be in a specific formation. And that means we can’t move people around to achieve a nice distribution of colors.
Welcome to my world! 😅
I was hanging up clothes after doing laundry the other day and — for the first time in a long while — I really noticed what my wardrobe consists of.
This is what an Ananda singer’s closet looks like — bright, vibrant, happy jewel tones.