Weekend Notes

So yesterday morning I spent time in church with Loren.  He was in the choir.  The ritual’s liturgy was a typical Lutheran Service.  Some variation occurred for this Sunday was however a baptismal event.  The young lass Lucy Grace (or if you want to chase down the rabbit-hole of word origins the child of Light and Grace) was resistant to the ceremony she pushed the Pastor’s finger away as he anointed her.  Chuckles were heard in the congregation.

 

Loren was bedecked in a white robe and sang quite nicely.  In front of the huge organ of the chapel he seemed dwarfed. Still I could hear him. His voice lessons seem to be to positive effect.  As I hear him; his range fills in where others miss.  After just a few lessons he seems to sound more confident and more rigorous in his singing.

 

Yesterday there was beautiful.  Travelling home we swung by the Indiana Dunes Lakeshore.  What a wonderful beach.  What a true national treasure.  Living in Michigan 38 out of the last 40 years I have never ventured to this beach. White sand blue lake and even bluer sky, these were just stunning. Wandering along the lakeshore we stopped to look at the Houses of Tomorrow.  The remnants of a building materials exhibition at early 1930s World Fair they were floated across the lake and placed on the southern lakeshore.  What an interesting group of homes.  My wife found the Florida beach home so very similar to hundreds of buildings that used to dot old Florida. 

 

Saturday as we traipsed around northern Indiana our local sporting team won a close game against a team from the left coast.  If was fun to see people in Valparaiso wearing some Spartan jerseys.  It was fun to see the people at the hotel sitting in the lobby watching the game rooting for the Spartans.  When I arrived back the evidence of the weekend was still here and there.  The ubiquitous smashed red Dart 16 ounce cup were to be found on every the quietest of residential streets.