Flight of the Bumble Bee

Sometimes life feels like the flight of the bumble bee with so many options of things to do, knowing where to start is half the battle.  I mowed the lawn with my Dad’s help last night and it took much less time and looks very nice now.  No dandelions!  The goldfinches are happy with their thistle seed container filled.  However, my flower beds are lanquishing and the young plum trees need to be saved from quack grass take over.  Music is a good way to relieve stress from the tyranny of the urgent.  Instead of not enjoying my Memorial Day vacation, I should just sit at the piano and play some of these old tunes.  Some are 70 years old, others over 100 years old.  Then I can think about which sheet music I will sell and which I will keep.  Boxes and boxes of antique sheet music must be sorted through, but then there is always tomorrow.