the cat

A stray that stayed. It gets blamed on me because I fed it. It has no name. I still ask visitors if they want a free cat.

For gratitude it hisses. I thought it was crazy. One time I suspected deafness, because I noticed if you surprise it by sight before it hears you approach it freaks.

So always let it know by loud sound that you are approaching.

The pipes at Bryn Mawr

Inside those stones at Bryn Mawr, a town on the mainline just west of Philadelphia, these pipes sit in the balony at the rear of the church. My mind was drifting just a little bit during the master class seminar led by Wilma Jensen. I just spun the camera up and to the right.

To the left is a stained glass window celebrating hymns, with the hymn, "When In Our Music God Is Glorified," and the notation of the tune.

More church work

Seems like doing more requires doing more.

Besides more work hours since the end of October, I've been putting in more resourcing hours.

Last Saturday I attended an American Guild of Organists seminar at this artfully arranged pile of stones, the Bryn Mawr Presbyterian Church.

The two morning seminars were organ playing by Wilma Jensen and a new anthems reading. In the afternoon it was adding percussion to congregational singing and techniques of inspiring singers.

What happened at Monterey? It achieved the miracle of unchangeability. The cat was still hungry and winter was still heavy on the land.

Pipe organ at work

Front page of Mennonite Weekly Review: new pipe organ being installed at Hesston, Kan., Mennonite Church.

Don't often see pipe organ or any other kind in Menno church papers. Understandable--because there aren't many. In fact, there aren't many people who off the top of their heads would say they want one, or want to hear one.

Since late November I've been working with a pipe organ again. It's the one at Zion Mennonite Church in Souderton, Pa.

www.cbfisk.com. Go to instruments, then small organs and you'll find #51.

I'll have to get a sound file and a pic.